Taking the Next Step

Whirl in the wind of life, it pushes me back and forth.
Fast are my steps I jump and fly.
Soaring so high I looked back and I fall.
Without a cry I make no call.
The fear that swells paralyzing the flight.
Strength grows as I gain sight.
Beyond the struggle, pain and tears.
What is the purpose of all my fears?

A new day has awakened
By the sun on my face.
Where am I?
This awkward new place.
Tender my steps will be.
My eyes open so I can see.
Bold and strong my wings take flight.
Soaring high to fight the good fight.