Swings

From stillness,
Rhythmic swaying.
The world stirs,
Dizzying bloom.

Draw me closer,
Lights now in reach.
Lift me higher,
Wings set to soar.

Strength may wither,
Grasps will tighten.
Rust do dress you,
But I’ll linger.

Free me from arms,
Once I’m reborn.
Let it land me,
To peace wanted.

- Rasui Akira

written on March 26, 2006 – 4:50 AM