Lifes Flight
day and night, long to be free.
living, dying, ideals within me.
the mask i wear, stem a will of its own.
many things it forges unknown.
dreams, ambitions...an endless sky.
fear, sorrow...slithers nigh.
wishing to fly, spread broken wings.
with silent cry, my heart sings.
through pain, anguish, and memory's despair,
come wisdom, and minds repair.
rising higher, fear sets in,
radiant voice calms storm within.
breathing again, wings restoring.
sigh of relief, but pain remaining.
Voice of mystery, pouring strength inside me,
says, "strength I give, but your life you must carry."
- Pranchisco Ko Castro -
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