How I wish I can fly,
how I wish could be free to fly,
free to dance across the great seas and mountains,
free to dance to the rhythm of the wind,
free to be carried effortlessly on the wing of wind, to the height above my troubles and anxieties.
If only my imagination could carry wings like yours, to fly and become a reality.
If only my eyes could see a thousand mile the way you do
To scale above doubt and fear, only then will I be able to write and speak enough about the true beauty of this earth.
If only I had a wing like yours
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That's an incredible feeling...to be able to fly...at least it seemed like that when I dreamt I could do this. What it's touching in your poetry from my point of view is that you only need one wing, not two wings...not many more. You also portray the experience of flight in such a gentle moving light.
This is a beautiful sentiment. I like when poetry can capture that sense of longing for something impossible.
To fly freely is the dream, and my dreams allow to to go there. I loved this one. Thanks for sharing.