Castle in the Sky (by Timur Piskiner)

I envy my past

And I imagine the migrating birds,
The docked ships and the awaiting passengers.

I can see everything that is out of my reach
Like the monkeys see their chains and then the blue outside.

My tail is tied to the concrete of my castle
Bound to the people around me.

Chaos isn't a pit, it's a ladder.
Now my imagination belongs to the birds.