Wings

This piece of art brings me back to the day when I so ardently desired for something bigger than life itself. It was almost difficult to even dream to see any glimmer of light at the end of the tunnel at one point in time, given the grey circumstances. But I look back with gratefulness and I am humbled by how life is so full of incredible milestones which set each season uniquely apart. Every season matters; to shape, mould, and build us to be bigger, better people. Life is so exciting, so intangibly real; a journey which brims with the intensity of dreams, hopes, desires and passions waiting to be unleashed in the many days to come.

What I wrote on this painting which depicted the melody of that particular season was this:

I want
Wings to fly
To foreign shores
To put names in the sea of faces
To live wild dreams
Unleashed to discover the beauty
Of a world unseen
Where only eagles fly
In the clear midnight sky

I want
The fear of the unknown
And the what ifs to cease
Mediocrity and security to vanish
For a life untarnished
Is a life unlived
To colour this unending blur of life
That is fading in the war of strife

I want an answer
The path to take
The decision only my heart
Can make
In the blink of an eye

I want
Wings to fly