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a writer & love of beautiful and true things. // Joshua 1:9

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

To Fly for the First Time

Imagine how the baby bird
must feel
when it realizes
it has the ability to fly;

What joy!

and also,
what fear!

To fly would mean to let go
of everything it has grown accustomed to.

To fly would mean to welcome
the unknown.

To fly would mean to be open
to the possibilities that await.

Imagine how the baby bird
must feel
when, for the first time,
it propels itself
from its nest
to flight

to face the real world.

What fear!

But,
what joy!

To fly would mean to see the beauties
that await.

To fly would mean to embrace
the extent of what it was born to do.

To fly would mean to live
as it is meant to.