Above my head, deep blue sky...
Inside my shell, a burning need,
for asking why...

Both make you admit,
you can never fly.


I wish instead of that humane,
little foolish talent,
for the good of myself,
I could be a little patient...


perhaps I could use,
a little sleep.
after all they say,
it's not healthy always,
to dig too deep!!


Iman fani 2000