Uncharted impulse

Maybe in the beauty of the setting sun ,peaceful breeze or the uncharted sea
Maybe in the midst of the fluffy cloud nine
Maybe like the sparkles of the midnight sky
Maybe like the hopeful rising shine
I admired the fire and tired to touch ,but I surprisingly didn’t get
Never with this unrealistic expectations of luck had I ever properly met
The height embraced me as leaped to take the fall
The world is just a puppet master as we remain to be the dolls
Solution was it like a flower in a wrinkled heart
Can these be clean and safe with all the received dirt ?