Meant To Fly


All I want is to be free.
To feel the wind rippling my hair, cool,
But aggressive.
I want to expand my wings and
Feel
Their
Power.
And then, to emerge-
To conquer-
Victory!
Flight!
My heart is ready for it
And my mind is sharp.
The air is fine-
Finer than silk,
More fluid than water.
And yet
Flight
Evades
Me.
But it is all I want.

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