I Begin To Fly
I step up
the open door awaits
sights appear in front
canvassed blue is what I see..
Into it .. I jump..
and drop
spearing
spiraling
careering
head first
into the unknown
trekking down
at blistering speeds
Where I wake up..
and spread my arms,
birthing wings
with sturdy legs
as my quest begins
and I am full of wonder..
for the moment comes,
the clock ticks,
and like a bird,
I begin to fly.
Copyright © James Dooney | Year Posted 2015
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