Lullaby of the Fallen

 

Even though I’m fallen,

The sky is my home.

Even though I’m Handicapped,

I will reach my home.

Even though my cage is lucent,

With all shining gold,

Even though my vision is translucent,

And the dark sky is cold,

My heart belongs to home.

In the night’s embrace, the whole world asleep,

But my soul lies anxious wide awake,

For my desire to reach the sky awaits,

As my heartaches for my Home.

The sky is my Home.

 

-          JERIL.P