Who Am I?

I am Falcon trying just to walk
Not singing valor but just to talk
In body and mind of opposing ways
Had I only shown all that pent up grace
Glittering in full bloom right on thy face
Life would be nothing short of a dais

I am Fish swimming not in water
But on a desert that does no cater
Oxygen to breathe nor a fodder
Had I only shown how I live in the sea
Where no one but me can bear to be
Awe would overtake who does see

I am Flower of grace and beauty
On top of a thorn pinching for pity
Yet generous with fruits on maturity
Had I shown all that in my essence
Of magnanimity of a great presence
Reverence and admiration follows silence

Am I in the wrong body or mind
Or simply is the place wrong or time
How could this life be but only mine
Living the fullest in my lot and line
But who can answer a question so fine
Even for wage of a billion seems but a dime