Longing

 Creeping somewhere I can crouch into my loneliness,

To know what I am and what I am made of

To be as free as a bird

To fly far and wide without sticking anywhere,

Till everything comes to an end

 

Awaiting to realize the movement

To fly away as a free bird

To do what I always wanted

 

The course of life has made me lonely,

As lonely as a wolf

 And longing to be the lone wolf to the ends