IF-Sacrifice

Weighted Wings

If you asked me fly with you,
strap wings of feathers and wax to my back
I would say yes.

If you asked me to fly higher and higher
until the sun burnt the flesh off my bones
until my very soul was reunited with the fire
I would say yes.

If you asked me to look at the full moon
and to think of you
to see your face so like that moon
and not to cry
I would say no.

If you asked me to float forever
never drown
I would say,
It's all the same to the buddha.