Albatross

I wish I was an Albatross, a seabird soaring quite high,

Rising in the wind, wings spread wide against the sky.

Over a vast ocean, I'd fly and glide with grace,

My shadow dancing on the water's surface face.

With a span of wing so grand, I'd ride upon the breeze,

Skimming the waves of seas with relentless ease.

Clouds would be my dearest, pillowed and white,

As I'd continue on my never-ending flight.

Free from the constraints of plottened ground,

Among stars and spheres, true freedom found.

Whilst people gaze up with wistful eyes,

I'd sleep in currents beneath the moonlit skies.

Oh, to be that bird, so free and wild,

My life unbounded, just like dreams of my inner child.

So here I stand, with visions that soar,

An Albatross at core and heart, forevermore.