On my way

21st June '13

I’m stuck around the corner
so stuck I cannot move
a wedge is there
sharp and pointed and hurting

I’ll wear a gown of feathers blue and fly to you

all the soothing soothe
in the brooding mood
down down down

I’ll wrap a saree of scales green and swim to you

let the wind blow
let the storms wail
I’ll journey still

I”ll grow a cloak of mane chestnut-brown and gallop to you with wind in my hair 

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