Instead

Instead

P K Routray

I long to fly

with each bird up in the sky.

I long to suck and smell each and every flower on the earth

fluttering with butter flies and humming with bees in mirth.

I long to swim in the sweet and salty water

with myriad sized fishes and water creature.

I long to roar like a lion as the king of a forest.

I long to run with the gait and the grace of a tiger at its best.

But I am made a man void of such glittering grandeur of nature

and filled with vanity and jealousy not found in other creature.

Oh God! Instead I long to be made empty of vanity and jealousy

to enable me to dance like those with beauty of nature in ecstasy.