To Fly
To fly;
To scorn the gravity
That holds us down
Into the mundane everyday.
To fly;
To ride the wind
With weightless wings
Of gracefulness.
To fly;
To encompass the world
With an always rising sun,
Ever westward and beyond.
Copyright © Chetta Achara | Year Posted 2021
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