I Wish I Could Fly

How wonderful it would be to ride

the thermals and feel the warmth

of the sun on my back. O how I 

wish I could fly like a bird in the

sky; fly higher and higher and 

see the world I live in below me.

When I dream of flying way up

in the sky, I wonder if my dream

is real, if my dream world is O

so very real. All I know is  my

senses tell me my flying is very 

real, and it feels O so good to

fly way up there in the sky.

Perhaps our inner desire to

fly is a metaphor for our lives.

Maybe that's because flying

is like freedom. with no restraints

and for a time we feel no stress

or worries. Just the freedom of

flying and O so real to me.