HEIRS

            

I wish to be the breeze,

So that I could swing you in my hands,

And could take you around the world

I’m jealous of the breeze...

I wish to be the waves,

So that I could take off,

Your words into my soul

I am jealous of the waves...

I wish to be the raindrops

So that I could dissolve you in my love

And dance upon your cheeks

I am jealous of the raindrops...

I wish to be the dew,

So that I could melt

And go deep into your heart

I’m jealous of the dewdrops...

But still,

All my wishes sound to be barren

Coz, i know

I’m not the heir of your soul...

~aThI@~