Falls and Flights
From the sky to the land,
It’s so painful!
First thought:
Enough!
It’s the last flight!
But then again
we look at the sky
and wish to fly.
This is our human nature.
We forget about danger
and again look for adventure.
We are strange, strong and weak,
something more we seek.
As only the wounds heal
we again feel to fly
up to the sky,
surprising God with our wish
that flourish and vanish.
We believe only in a good dream
after so many falls and anguish.
We have not enough life,
we have not enough sky,
we have not enough time, and it flies.
Thousand times we make new tries
and…after all
start from the very beginning,
looking for a new sporting.
This is the rotation of life:
falls and flights,
up to the end
my dearest friend.
Copyright © Larisa Rzhepishevska | Year Posted 2013
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