I have a sence.

I feeI I can feel the world already.

I have a fancy.

I think I can think my life forsure.

What's that sound I've heard.

A wild whirlwind blow up rocks dia throwed under the abyss.

Snows droping.

Oh, perhaps I am a eagle staring at the cliffs.

What's that sound I've dreamed.

A loud thunder shout with waves dia striked towards the shore.

Shells wispering.

Oh, perhaps I am a petrel frighting with the stroms.

What's that sound I've recognized.

A smooth breeze mop over lakes dia fanning up the reed.

Ripples sparkling.

Oh, perhaps I am a swan decorating up the beauties.

Meanwhile

I can feel the temperature raising.

I can feel sth that just sweeping me outside.

It is the time.

To answer the call of my life.

I'm pecking.

With the frist sunlight drill in.

I'm writhing.

While the world suddenly show me her face.

Wow!

What a colorful world!

So?

Who I am?

In no time.

My eyes were filled by an unbelievable rainbow.

Out of hesitate.

My heart clearing with a unalterable answer.

The rainbow.

Reflecting my face.

Telling me who I am in silence.

The answer.

Surrounding my soul.

Not more exactly than any before.

I

AM

A

BLUE BIRD

!