In my dreams I can fly.
In my dreams I’m in the sky.
I don’t need any magician things
for in my dreams
I’m given wings.
Daydreams see me wide awake
…yet dreaming
Sleeping in my memories.
I am the spirit having flown
who loves the feel of flight
and delights in being
as light as the air upon
which I breathe
…and soar.
Who could ask for more
as I preen and smooth these
wings of love
loving every single moment
…that, caress of
feathered down in
my beak as I lift
and tease
sift them into perfect place.
then, satisfied
open them wide
Take off, finding instant
peace and freedom as I
soar up high above the
clouds of my discontent
then, settle down to glide
up there in the wide
blue yonder.
Still wonder why I love it?
Come with me
find freedom in
that sky
Close your eyes
and
simply….
Fly
~*~
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Yes, this is a wonderful and intoxicating invitation.