I was at a music party—
I lay in a dream, knowing it not.
The music flowers fell and filled my lap,
When I arose, still in dream,
I found myself still and silent in my nest,
I heard the melodious chirping of the birds...
...that had all gone out of their nests,
To fly up in the expansive skies,
I wished to be one of their comrades,
I flapped my musical wings...
...and alone flew in the dawn-light.

MyKoul