flutter

A poem from years ago.

this isn't who i am, but who i strive to be:
a peaceful, subtle song,
gently flowing, beauty only
a reflection of my composer's grace.
floating along the breeze, dipping into the sea,
twirling above the trees, oh, be this life for me,
the rising sun i'll always chase,
burning bright, great blazing light.
captivated, fascinated,
taking in no other sight.