Wednesday 17 September 2008

Fly


Fly


Facilitate my existence 


For now I know no bounds to my desires


Facilitate my mind


For now I know no bounds to my ideas


But how swiftly the wind transforms


And directs and objects


To what you do


Just close your eyes


On the path you think you know 


And how gravity rejects you to the ground


How you flap your wings but know there’s no getting out


And in those attempts


You know you are not made to fly


Not on your own at least


But if you tried and tried


And you threw yourself from a height


You may just have come up with a way


To not replicate but innovate


To not imitate but create


And while everyone else’s eyes is covered 


By the air they know is there


You fly now swiftly


From height to the clouds to being free


Wherever you want and however you want it to be...


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