A moment of peace,
a moment of reflection,
a moment of surrender,
I inspect it,
looking for tears,
it must have no holes,
it must be powerful and pure,
it's task simple,
it's goal complex,
strong ... pure ...
my energy fills it,
it holds so much on it's fragile wings,
fly .. my heart whispers,
fly .. high and touch the warmth of the sun,
sore among the clouds,
the wind of this world picks it up,
it pulls from the security of my open hands,
up .. up .. up
farther from me .. higher,
I can no longer control it,
I don't want to,
it must fly it's own path,
today .. my soul whispers,
today .. it will sore up to fly among my dreams,
it will smile,
a smile only I know.