25. Can you tell who I am?

I am the swallow,

…she who’s as swift as the arrow

zipping silently through the sky

 

I am the eagle,

… she who drifts and floats as she wishes

Teasing the wind, winking and blowing kisses

 

I am the rosebud,

… she whose petals glisten with the morning dew

ready to break free into a world fresh and new

 

I am the dream,

…she in whose hands the world is moulded

And whose senses are dared and scolded

 

I am a sapling with a call!

…she who wants no restraints, none at all!

And she who wants a passport to her freedom, now!

 

Who am I?

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