Wings of Hope

Staring at the clouds up so high, Sometimes blinds my pair of eye. Feeling shattered and lost, I'm leashed with the ground. I dreamt of touching that cloud, But at what cost. Suddenly I feel a gleam of light, Glowing somewhere beyond my sight. I feel a loom in my hand, Waiting for me to weave my wings. Wings of hope that'll take to my dream clouds, Away from this undesired land. I wish to foresee what the future beholds for me, I wonder if I'll reach to the clouds I dreamt of, With my new wings of hope. If they don’t then, There shall be another pair of wings calling me, To help me cope.