Thursday, July 14, 2011

Poem #501

Skyward
Spread your wings, let yourself float toward the sky.
Kissing the tops of the trees with your dangling feet.
You ride on the cool breeze which rustles through the life below you,
Wandering farther, turning all you knew into tiny specks.
Away you go, higher than you ever could’ve imagined,
Reaching up toward the stars that dot the deep black.
Denying all reality so that you can travel,
SKYWARD

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