Wings to fly...

The Sun scorching the sky
Rains soaking the earth though
Love in my heart
Yet none to show the world

Where am I headed?
There's no road ... the destination, yet clear

With dreams in the eyes
And ambition in my heart
I set off for a utopia
Will I find it? I do not know
Yet happy I am
That I aimed for the sun
Unlike mortals that aim for the treetops
And die in the sorrow that
Their lowly goals were but achieved!