The Barrens through the Heaven

Flight of the hibernatng swans. Halfway through the globe; Liftng the burden of Earth, Upto themselves.

I feel sublime Assimilating into the universe All entropic energies Run Through my veins.

Mama's fatigued by home chores, While Dad's churned at office: I look for food in kitchen And find it warm.

"Am I supposed to Walk in dark, When rest others Move blindfold; Am I supposed to Live alone, Forever."