The air I breathe is stifling me
I swear I’ll run away when I’ve got all I need to pave
The safe road, brick by brick, stone by stone
And then I realize the ground ends at the sky
So I’ll affix some wings and catch the warm breeze in spring
But for now in the cold, in the winter, I fold
Into the hollow, the places snow can’t follow
I’ll fold into the earth and pretend it knows what I’m worth
When the warm breeze heals winter’s freeze
I shall emerge ready to purge
The flight from my soul, the whimsy and droll
But from disuse, flight seems so abstruse
Once again my supple wings bend
Long awaited, ill-fated
I won’t take flight again
So ignore those who failed to raise the sail
Who refuse to stand, to strike up the band
There will always be tempest to lay you to rest
So face the storm headlong while your wings are still strong
And take to the sky, it’s been yours the whole time
This Kingdom built on the backs of vagabonds
We few know where we belong
Not all who wander are lost – J.R.R. Tolkien
Not all who lay foundations build a home – December Rose
Soo nice!! This was my favorite part! 😃
“So face the storm headlong while your wings are still strong
And take to the sky, it’s been yours the whole time
This Kingdom built on the backs of vagabonds
We few know where we belong”
Nos its one of my favorite poems. I will save it on my device later! 😄 Keep writing and have an artistic day! 😉
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Haha thank you you’re always so great to hear from lol
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this is amazing!
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Haha thank you so much 🙂 so encouraging to hear! I truly appreciate it
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