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Skyward Bound

I just cannot lie

I reach for the sky, 

I am like a falcon

Spreading my wings wide, 

Soaring through the clouds

Weaving in and out of verdant trees, 

Looking down at the ant like people beneath me 

Scurrying about in endless futility, 

While I soar high up in the sky

I fly on sirocco winds, 

I am tracing the gulf stream route

I glide in solitary bliss, 

High in the sky are perfect moments not to be missed.

I soar above mountain peaks

Snow covered beauty, 

I glide over rainforests

Lungs of our earth

Breathing out life, 

I sail on wings so incandescent

Spiritual in essence, 

I witness war and atrocities

But high in the sky they can’t touch me, 

High in the sky I fly free

A bird on wings made of filigree, 

Seeking the answers that plague me

What’s wrong with our humanity? 

We could be existentially free, 

And fly high in the sky

Dancing to symphonies

Resonating on vibrancy, 

Gliding on streams of higher frequency

Up in the sky I live out my spiritual beliefs, 

Up in the sky is my only release.

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