I cry I fly....

I cry I fly….

Looking at the wide sea and blue sky,
Without a single word or thought I cry,
No need for any efforts I feel fly.

Under the sun, the moon and stars,
Wild waves are moved by sparkling notes,
As if they are silver, gold and diamond.

Nature is so brilliant that I ignore my existence.
Yet, I am experiencing being at home completely —
Here I am like a drop in the ocean and a never growing child.

The blueness is attractive, gloomy and secluded.
The nature as a beauty is powerful and dangerous.
Every bright day is followed by the dark night.

I cry ’cos I forget myself,
I fly as a newborn bird.
My body and soul are free !!