Someday...
I will know if that plane is going to launch...
you must fly alone/one rainy day
rainbow on your wings
centuries on my mind
when staring at the clouds
Rhythms are beating treble
is sky the dwelling
of the eagles?
mouths are open
eyes are laden
launch with the eastern wind
land/ when the horizon is purple.

Günsel Djemal January 2010 London