Glide

If I had a choice to be born as something else
I might have been those seeds that fly
I look into their lives 
And watch mine not far behind.


They avoid and evade cords
Flutter and glide like gods
Shine and 'sway' under the sun
Whisper and wish in the dark.


They are carried away by winds of fate
In spaces never seen nor explained
To settle into something more bright
My heart is right behind !