by: Ruth Mostrales
I wish that I could go
As far as my eyes can see,
I wish that I could flow
Like a teardrop to the sea.
Like a bird that has learned to fly
Who finds answers to her whys,
Like a fish that has found its gills
To explore the sandy hills.
I may not know what the eagles know
Or go where the rivers flow,
But I’ve got love to show the way
To go where my heart should go.#