I can see you.
To be a feather caught on the winds with no idea of your destination or path may seem like freedom, many would relish in relinquishing their responsibilities and feeling free, sadly you would never be free.
You would be subject to the wind, you would have not control over your destination of the path of which you took.
You may find yourself falling, tumbling our of control towards a place filled with strife, pain and self pity with no way to stop.
To take responsibility for your actions, your choices and the consequences and learn from the mistakes you’ve made is the true path to happiness. Not happiness in what we have, happiness in who we are, happiness in being able to stand as say “I have lived my life and made mistakes, I have learned each time and that is why now I have everything”.
We have everything and nothing. We have the most powerful thing in the world. We have choice….
Now is the time to choose, the fall onto the winds like a feather and be carried to unknowing places or to choose your own path to follow and make your own future rather than live someone else’s.
“Live the life you want with your destination in mind, have your own dreams not someone else’s”
To have wings and fly,
To leave behind that which we know,
To soar up high into the sky,
To be set free and choose where we go,
Those wings… I want them.
Forgotten faces from the past,
Forgotten troubles that held us here,
Forgotten memories never meant to last,
Forgotten pains and forgotten fear.
No longer bound by these afflictions,
We break free of our convictions.
Those distant wings we once sought are no longer dreams held in our thoughts,
Those distant wings have set us free,
It’s time too fly,
Do you trust me?
The fear we have is simple and clear,
Change is upon us,
It draws ever near.
To stop change, would be like stopping time,
Frozen in a moment,
What was yours and mine.
We fear a life with changing tides,
You cannot stop it,
And neither can I.
Accept the changes that knock an thy door,
They Knock louder and louder,
As you cower on the floor,
Fear not the change that triggers your fear, stand tall and proud to shout this out loud.
The fear I once had, those changes in me,
Are now accepted,
So I can go free.
Not bound by fear or hate or worse,
It’s not my stories end,
But only a verse.
“A bird with wings can fly and be free yet they choose to stay as do we.”
Flocks of birds soring in the the sky have the power to go anywhere yet they choose to stay in the place they always have, it seems all of the creatures of the earth form attachment to that which they call home.
Unlike people birds do not fear falling, they take that leap of faith and follow their natural instincts and fly. Forgetting fear and letting go they achieve what can only be described as freedom, given the chance would you take the leap and fly or stay bound to the earth surrounded by doubt and uncertainty?
Why is it then we seem to have forgotten what really matters in life? Material possessions have become more than obsession they have become necessity, we have become reliant on them and fear their loss, we fear life with nothing but to live a life with no purpose except for that of wanting more means we miss what really matters… I guess then we truly do have nothing.
To fly and be free,
To soar and to see,
A life from above,
Would you fly with me?
To leave this place and travel the world,
Just two people, a boy and a girl.