A Time Of Freedom Poem by Aida Shaji

Morning's soft air
touches my face with such care
calls me as she flies
Heart beats fast
thinking of my summertime.

Sky of joy showers me light
and now I set behind her
My spirit sets free
to seek the nature's divinity.

I rushes forth towards her
flows with her melody
My soul with boundless delight
goes searching fun.

The divine rhythm of the immortality
washes away my pains
and my wings like phoenix raise
soaring up for a new horizon.

Soon sinks the sun pulling
the curtain of darkness towards me
and there came another night
which throws me back into my bed.

And now I lay there
silent and still
gazing at the corners of the walls longing
to be stuck in the pages of 'the time of freedom'.