One day I’ll fly…

I’ll open my imagination
to its most magnificent extent.

The river of the impossible
will flow through my fingers
as I dissolve myself in it.

Fear will dissipate
from my trembling hands.

Giving the opportunity
to breathe freedom
without the constrained
and pre-constructed
atmosphere…

Choked we can live
and never be
released…

Because we do not realize
that if we do not dare
to expel our biased ways
of painting the skies
with the static rays
we know,
it all will end
in hate.

Unless you let us paint with colors
that have never been discovered,
it all will suffocate
in death.

So let the beauty of creation
shine over our heads
as we fly in imagination,
free as infinity, infinite,
all we can imagine,
imagining hope,
hopping into love,
happy hop,
you.