On and on again
I try to fly
every now and then, when
I feel high
It’s like I’m sure to never drop
like I’m sure I can’t be stopped
But storm and thunder actually less
than seemingly harmless wind can mess
with my effort-stacking, mental-hacking,
wing-lifts, efforts, mental shifts,
what are the gifts
needed to fly?
why did I drop and “fall” today?
Or let’s review that day and say:
It’s just a course correction anyway.
Flying is not only up in the air,
it’s the whole process getting there.
Pray and love,
down and above,
head held high and wings apart -
committing to fly with open heart
surrender, accept to rest and fall
just redirect towards your call
and this one is, above all:
Fly and fall free,
you hold the key:
Live now and in balanced unity. <3