Wanderlust

My blue bird is stuck in a cage.
How will I set it free?
It's tired of repeating itself in circles,
Imagining the wonders it could see...

Sparkling cities and snowy mountains,
Rushing rivers hurrying by,
The light dancing on the waters surface...
All the places it hasn't reached and all the wonders it has yet to see.

My blue bird waits patiently in its cage,
Watching other birds fly and sing in the sky.
Soon my blue bird won't feel blue anymore.

Soon I will be as free as a bird.