Swing Ye Swing
I thrust forward
Fighting against the wind
With great anticipation
I climb higher
Thrusting and pulling with all my might
Hoping just once to touch the sky
Yet reality strikes
Gravity like a great rope
Restrains my dream
Binding me
Tying me
To that which I want not
Casting me back
Downward
Reminding my heart
That I'm confined
Chained to this earth
I dared desire to escape
Leaving me only to soar within the heart
Copyright © Chris Broyles | Year Posted 2006
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