Longing for warmth, standing
Out in the open, hoping for rains
Veiled behind the mist, waiting
Eager to fly, break the chains
Youthful again, cheerful again
Over and over, reminiscing while
Ushering in a new dawn, a new chapter of life
Jovial as I might be
Adamant as I might have to be
Able I am, I think, I believe
Nihilism can’t get to me, I am just born again…
