A mesh of identities

I gaze at the fields
As my both arms spread out
Willingly embrace life

Wreathes of ache and laughter break out
And now i look at the sky
As my both arms spread out
Willingly embrace life

I look at him and i look at her
I look at the vast expanse of sky
I have embibed many identities
Maybe its a part of being a scarecrow...