Time flew.
And I flew by the time.
But soon my time here will stop.
And it's time to flap my own wings,
Towards the new regions,
Searching for foreign seeds to plant,
Looking for droplets of water to fullfill the thirst.
My wings, my new-born wings,
With its untested strength and agility,
Will they take me far away?
Will they take me to the untouched land of sunflowers,
Then fly me back to the origin,
To spread the warmth of the sun,
And joyful news carried by the wind?
It's time to flap my wings.
I will face the storm with confidence and pride,
For not so far away, I will surely find the sun.
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in the middle of hectic-and-confusing-freetime,
preparing myself to the journey of the new world...
But I do believe that YOU will take the best care of me, Allah :)