It is time, my friends, I sigh.
To spread my wings and learn to fly.
My heart is heavy, but my spirit soars high.
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.
The perfect oasis where dreams come true.
Palm trees wave their arms in the warm breeze.
Birds sing a happy tune above the blue.
Until the night exhales its cold breath.
Torrents of wind dig through the white sand.
Where dark shadows leave no footprints.
And tourists remain innocent no more.