Fly

UNSUPPORTED CODE *Fly to a place,* I was asked to go *The Lord's House.* Where? I don't know I used to think I was already there To the thought, *I'm a Catholic* I settled Without the conviction of true faith I let my wings, by mere breezes, be swayed, Brought about by whispers of taunting evils I doubted, hated, sinned, disobeyed Upon the road nobody dared tread the will of your masterpiece stood blurry unseen by the ignorant eyes I have I let myself simply settle for less Upon the road I thought was happiness I flailed and felt the emptiness caress with broken wings, felt the loneliness, of independent wings ignorant of the wind then, I realize, will bring me to nothing Back I went, to start again Down the road, near the bend From where I started, I saw you seated, Waiting patiently as the mist at my eyes faded. With you, gone, now, is the temporary bliss, Now, as I was told, I settle my wings upon your nest. *Fly to a place,* I was asked to go, *The Lord’s House.* Where? Now I know