Longing

I feel trapped in a body which is too little.

The urge of freedom to tear this meat apart and break free.

Like a beast to run through the ancient forests.

And fill my nostrils with the scents of the spring

A pack of dire wolves roaming the land

In the sacred grove to drink the purest of waters

And then to tear the fur into pieces

Like a raven to grow wings and fly to the sky

To feel the wind growling in my feathers.

To reach to the end of the world.

And there to tear those wings apart and break free once more.

For even them make me feel captive.

I want to dissolve my self in an explosion of light

And for a second to be one

With the ocean of all

For my self I`m not enough anymore.

I shall set me free!