Wednesday, June 01, 2005

Clipped Wings: Flying Dangerously Low

Dreams roll by
Eyes wide shut
Sleep, my desire
Serenity, my comfort

I’m flying again
Still in my dream
Is this a sign of things to come
Or things that have been

Eyes wide open
I see the nest above
Need to get there
But my wings are clipped

So I try flying
But I’m dangerously low
Prone to the elements
I used to be invincible

I know I’ll fly high again
When my healing comes
I know I’ll get better
When my clipped wings return

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