As I lift my wings and let the air dance between my feathers,
and let all fear be snuffed out by the overwhelming rush of courage
that brings me off my feet,
I jump and hope that by a stroke of luck I will become part of the sky.
A beast of the air that knows no human chains.
Then I have my wish and join the clouds in their eternal dancing among the stars.
By Nathan
By Nathan
Awesome imagery! I love the irony of wanting to be a beast since being a beast is usually seen as negative; you've made being a beast seem liberating.
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