Poetry

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FLIGHT


Beyond the blue, up where the clouds reside,
an eagle soared across the open sky
and as above the pines he circled high,
the final flames of twilight slowly died.

While watching from the ground below, I sighed.
I always thought one day I'd learn to fly
but growing up to be so scared and shy,
I hardly ever dared to step outside.

Now standing in the cold and dark, I turned
towards the warmth and light behind my door,
and then I heard a Voice that filled the night.
He said, Abandon all for which you yearned.
If you embrace My Way, you'll find much more.
The time has come for you to start your flight.

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