I’m flying high
I want to sing and scream
And cry
For joy.


Soaring. [https://cdn.download.ams.birds.cornell.edu/api/v1/asset/46432381/1800 source]

I soar, I swoop
On wings of faith
And legs of hope.
Wind ruffles my feathers
And alters my course
What do I see now?
Should I pause?


On high
Your world is small to me
Master of all I survey
I see no boundaries
Only patterns
A patchwork quilt wrapping mother earth
Keeping her warm until I return.


Please don’t try to shoot me down
Fly here with me
Let’s spread our wings and soar together
For eternity.

Worth reading this short story:[http://csermelyblog.tehetsegpont.hu/sites/default/files/angol%20sir%C3%A1ly.pdf Jonathan Livingstone Seagull pdf]

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