Higher and higher
feeling the blast of an upwards draft
Allowing outstretched wingspans to reach the outer limits of flight.
No harm, no foul; if you come to cheer me on
my flight pattern to greatness but
shoo, shoo, shoo if you come to await my slow descend towards lower,
dangerous flight patterns into nose dives.
It’s amazing once you stretch your wings and fly… high, higher, highest
into wind gusts that rip through loosely held, tired and battered wings;
wings without strength…hell bent on descending.
Come fly and try your best at being the burst of wind beneath my
flight pattern; fly ever higher than any other time.
There is great refuge in lifting another with all that is in you——-
invested in me.
Charting the refreshed vision from a bird’s eye
view; with you as my wing man; keeping me on course.
It’s amazing, once we stretch our wings and fly.