Winds of Change

What true mental freedom means

Jumping off a cliff

might seem derange

but I aviate

on the winds of change

letting them sweep me off into the air

 

Where they will take me

I will go

as I humbly great

a passing crow

like him a destination I don't bare

 

 

And it seems

that my dreams

take me away beyond the farthest hills

 

And it seems

the air streams

might need the slightest help of my best skills

 

 

I twist my hands

and circle twice

as I fly above

a block of ice

the penguins wobble out to say hello

 

Above a bright blue

desert sky

a group of camels

caught my eye

I look at them as they do from below

 

 

As I stare

from mid air

the sun hits my wide face with a soft glare

 

As they stare

I don't care

they're jealousy won't crash me nor despair

 

 

Jumping off a cliff

might seem derange

but I aviate

on the winds of change

and these winds are getting stronger every day

 

Where they will take me

I will go

my destination

I don't know

for now I'll smile once more and fly away

 

 

I do not

plan my plot

from this world's greatest teachers I was taught

 

that each spot

is a dot

when you're in the air you surly see a lot

Reviews

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

Interesting. I liked this! Nicely done.

[Gavin Keary]

This is cute! I simply love it. Keep it up.