Arms spread

Like his wings

Twirling, twirling in your white gown

Forget

Like the bird

Take on his problems

Ignore your world

In all it's splendour

It would destroy

You

Dance

That is now your world

Flight

Is that of the bird

You can be him

Your arms feathered in white cloth

You

With your glass eyes

Are no longer blind

You feel the wind

It too dances

Like the bird

The world as you knew it

Left you

But the world of the bird holds on

The bird lands

You

Stop dancing

He looks you in the eye

Lighter

Then he takes off

You

Follow

Running

Arms spread

He flies over the cliff

You fly with him

His white feathers are now black

They look to be dripping

With dark-coloured ink

You look around you

At your surroundings

Not really taking in detail

Just the idea

He

The bird

Is your shadow

You

Are

The bird