the CHAMP

By: Carl Jamie Simple S. Bordeos

I
One day, sitting in the only tree
Up high in the mountain,
I dreamed of becoming somebody.

II
I was inspired to have seen
One little bird, a chirping bird,
That joyfully transfers
from each branch of that tree.

III
In an instant, I made a wish for myself,
To become like a bird
Free, free, free.

IV
While I was thinking of becoming a bird, I saw a butterfly,
Encouraging as her beautifully-made wings,
I’ve found wanting myself to be like a butterfly
To freely kiss each flower I would see.

V
Evening came, but I was still there dreaming of becoming a butterfly
Until I saw a firefly
Tiny as it was in my eyes, but its light
Is so lovely and powerful that I also would want to be like a firefly.

VI
Then, I’ve heard the strumming of a guitar
So romantic, so sentimental
That with no hesitation, I wished I could be
that music for the ears and soul your guitar has produced.

VII
But I was alone,
And I just whisper to myself,
‘I wish I could be part of the wind’
So that I can whisper to you my caress.

VIII
But, I was here all alone
And I am still here wanting to be part of the wind
So that time would come you can inhale me,
and I would become one with you.

IX
I wish I could go back to that day
I was dreaming all alone under the tree
To comfort my very self
That true happiness can only be attained, if I let you go
To free you to the open air like a bird, a butterfly, a firefly, music, or the wind.

X
My wishes would remain as they are forever, I know,
But there is no harm if I believe they will come true sooner or later.
Others may disagree with me but I just would want to free myself
Without thinking for a society full of discrimination, prejudices, norms, and rules.

XI
Now, in my heart’s tranquility,
I listened to what really is its innermost desire
And I found out that it simply wishes
You To Be Happy.#