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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