I want to fly
I'm so tired
Of living life
Here on the ground
I want to fly
Into space
Get lost
Never get found
I want to fly
"No"
I hear it again
For the ninth round
I want to fly
And I'm leaving
With a leap
In a jubilant bound.
You have a beautiful spirit, trapped between here, on the ground, and there, up above and beyond. Through the pain of death I have been blessed by being allowed to experience "there" while "here". And all I have to do is let go and be still. And it's so beautiful, Candace. thank you for your beautiful poetry. George
Like a photographer who's lost her sight
Like the sun, shining in the night
There is no purpose
There is no light
A dove with no song
Just looks great
A heart without love
Is full of hate
Who has working feet
But does no...
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I want to fly
I'm so tired
Of living life
Here on the ground
I want to fly
Into space
Get lost
Never get found
I want to fly
"No"
I hear it again
For the ninth round
I want to fly
And I'm leaving
With a leap
In ...
Read more