Let me welcome the morning sun with a song,
and bake my bread just as I please, in solitude.
Let me savor my coffee with birds on a tiny terrace,
and whisper my musings to the distant clouds,
birthing a fresh dream for me.
Let me embrace the night and share tales with the luminous moon,
donning a splendid suit gifted by destiny.
Let me dance with a kindred that mirrors my own—
I see her with my heart
and lull my slender body
to the ancient rhythms of the oud residing within my chest.
Let me, one day, serenade the world with my very own name.