Fly away! Let go already !

I saw you on the side of another .

In the wilderness,

What awaits me?

Maybe surprise, maybe a dream

But, what if there is a deep hole that can take away all my inner colours or a cold wind , can take away my warmth.

I am afraid … Let me know, don’t like your surprises .

Felt it, those gentle needles , soft claws , colourless flowers .

Can I have a simple flower?

Beautiful in itself ,

A colour with no meaning .

Please! Be a flower !

Even simple, even scary.

I don’t want to see your thorns that could kill my birds .

My birds love to fly,

Play and splash 

But the birds mine …have fallen under your thorns.

Do not hold them ! They want to take off,

Feel the heavenly wind.