I dreamed that I was flying,
the ground below beckoned to my eager feet
But my heart yearned for a weightless freedom
Memory advised I release myself to the invasive embrace
of this breathing earth
But my heart does not want for the pain of honesty
What difference exists between flying and being carried forth?
Does the wind feel pain in knowing me?
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.06 seconds at 1:54pm on Nov 25, 2024 via server WEBX1.