Sky Lalten

 

 

I saw a sky lalten float high above than i

Flying through the soft wind, has not a care when it is gonna die

Being so high in the sky, a height to reach where most of us die

Is this how success feels, without cry

But the lalten does cry...for flying that above in the sky it burns itself till it dies.

The fire which gave it the flight becomes its death in the lone sky

Knowledge of his end doesn't take away the scene of the pretty world he sees from the hig*-h sky.

If with such a short life he just enjoys his flight, why do we humans with such a long life cry wondering when we are gonna die?

What use in worrying for a flight which will be the death of you and I

Why wonder if you will be able to get that high if you can't enjoy the simple pleasure of life, leave alone the painful flight...

If burning in the flight is your life like that lalten, if that no doubt the most extraordinary view is the only thing that will give you joy- then run

Run to pace up and take that flight

But if your pleasures lies in the simple joys, then why bother worrying about the flight?

Not all laltens get that high...those that are not meant to fly, easily die even without getting little high

Sometimes a walk in a trail full of life and light gives more peace than the painful run to fly...

So identify yourself and don't just fly to end up dying without even getting a little high.