Soaring Toward the Unknown

My flying was more like gliding. The wind was warm, light, lithe. Perfect day to soar. I flew higher than I had ever flown. Passing all of my favorite perches, waved goodbye to my regular places. No fear as I headed past Familiar landmarks, Picked up speed. Climbed upwards rapidly A tiny bit of anxiety entered as I realized I was over an ocean. Water all around me, You’re got this, a calm voice said. Inside my head. I relaxed, Completely trusting my inner dialogue. He has never let me down.