The Wings Grow Slowly

 It was given to me

A box full of seeds.

They were stars on their heaven, 

They had their own needs.

So I plant them on earth

With my heart full of joy.

Tomorrow I'll have something

No one can destroy...

The roots start to grow, 

I was expecting a plant.

But against all odds

I got my own dreamland:

What came out of the earth

Was a beautiful feather!

I god myself a bird

And could not ask for better.

But the wings grow slowly, 

That's the beauty of birth.

So, everyday I'll take care

Of this magical earth.

28 - Oct - 2020