The glare of the sun is almost too bright
As I spread my arms and prepare to take flight
Straining ever upward praying with all my might
To feel the wind converge on me.
And lift me up into the heights
Waiting to welcome me to the beautiful sight
Where the sea of blue turns to brilliant white
And the sun has no hold.
Wanting with every part of my being
To have that perfect exquisite feeling
Of weightless, stringless, boundless, freeing
That comes from giving up gravity.
I begin my ascent, leaving behind
The worries and obligations that try to bind
Me to reality and the daily grind
That is life.
Flying high upon the haze
Engulfed in the shining rays
I begin to awake from my daze
And start my decent.
Crash landing back to earth
Where I continue straining with all my worth
To leave behind the trappings of birth
I begin to realize…
My feet never left the ground.
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