Freedom Wings

Do you ever wish you could grow wings and fly away? I do. :)

Freedom Wings

 

I fly,

 

wings opened wide.

 

Here I am

 

with my wind-swept hair.

 

Now you see me.

 

Now you don't.

 

Here I go-

 

Land.

 

Take flight.

 

The cool night air

 

a breeze in my face.

 

Don't look back.

 

Spiral and dive,

 

twist and soar,

 

Never stopping.

 

Freedom

 

is over the horizon.

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The ability to fly and be free to wander. Dream of man for 5,000 years. I like the thoughts and the good description in your poem. Freedom is a great word. Few will know it and most of us desire freedom. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[pinpen]

very inspiring read, enjoyed this