Flying
My favorite dreams are flying dreams
Sometimes
I find wings have grown out from my arms
-
While
they are beautiful and painted with shades of vibrant color
They are more impressive in strength and ability
I
soar
The winds
The heights
Perspective and
Power
-
But
my mere arms have discovered new potential
My body buoyed and propelled
My
arms guide my flight
I slice through the air
Navigating speeds and direction
My
favorite dreams are when I fly
I have flown fast and I have flown slowly
I have reached high heights
Looking
far down at my home in miniature forms
I have flown low
Skimming just above
the ground or treetops
I
have flown great distances
When I’ve had to rest in the current of
wind
The force of air
holding me up from beneath
Once
I flew through walls and structures
Another
time through trees
Parting branches with my head, feeling them
along my body
Rarely
do I dream of landing
When I dream of flying
I FLY!
I
fly and fly
I don’t think of
landing
I do enough landing when I am awake!
When
asleep I wish T O F L Y !
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