Monday, May 19, 2014

In my dreams I can fly
just lift myself and glide
a feather in the breeze
free from this pedestrian life

But here in my waking life
I feel so clumsy, heavy and old
struggling with the weight of my mistakes
the beautiful sky to so far from my reach

maybe I'm just here to learn
and maybe I'm here to teach
maybe I'm just here to yearn
to fly like in my dreams

just lift myself and glide
tumbling and turning
twirling and dancing
oh, why can't I just fly?

Cathy Bundy
May 26th, 2014.

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