Icy waves ravage the shore
before returning for more.
Soaring birds ride the mighty towers,
refusing to yield to their powers.
Dolphins coast in the swells,
ignoring the death bells.
Tides hit the rocks
with frozen blocks.
They plow through the sand
with sharp claws in hand.
Momentum without end;
A force we cannot bend.
It is time, my friends, I sigh.
To spread my wings and learn to fly.
My heart is heavy, but my spirit soars high.
As I seek a proper way to say goodbye.
Life has become a selfish way to be.
There is no ‘we’ but only the greedy ‘me.’
The world has lost its appeal to me.
I need to escape and learn to fly free.
Mother Nature will guide my journey.
As the birds follow the land & the sea.
So too, I will take the next step I see.
A hesitant but vital step to being free.
I close my eyes and touch the sky.
My body rises above the tallest tree.
As the puffy clouds make room for me.
The birds circle me as I fly free.
What does it feel like to fly,
Rising to meet the blue sky?
Soaring to a new height.
A bird’s exclusive right.
Alone and soaring high,
Nary a cloud in the sky.
Take me along with you, please.
What can I do to appease?
The wind will ruffle my feathers.
I will fly without any tethers.
I will fly over the land
To the tune of a marching band.
