In the darkness that brought only fright
In the mist that brought only coldness
While flying he fell apart
Calling with him only wholeness.
He did not call for me to come
He did not wait for me….well he was young,
He always wanted to fly some place
Where skies were open
Where the sun was bright
And the land disappeared into softness.
He did not make it there on time
His body and his soul were broken.
Can never I forgive him
He left without me
Can never I forget him
His soul belongs to me
I could have saved him
I could have helped
But I wasn’t there
When pain he felt.
In the same darkness that brought only fright
In the same mist that brought only coldness
I will be waiting for the time
Of my flight.
The flight
© Copyright: Slimka, 2003
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