6-21-16 Flight

 •Flight•

Have you ever been wrapped up in the sky?

Almost like drowning in air

Birds swim through the ocean 

Clouds dance on top of the water 

The ground becomes a bed of white 

No longer looking up 

But being able to reach out and feel the air 

Stretching out on the wing of a plane 

Scooped up in the basket of a balloon 

Through the hole in a rocket ship 

In the chasms of your mind 

Through the ink of a pen

In the spine of a book 

In the wood of an instrument 

The flick of a paint brush 

Through our bleeding feet 

In the highlights of your hair 

The ocean sketched in your eyes 

The texture of your hands 

The cracks of your lips 

The color in your pink cheeks 

We are all afraid to fly too high 

The pressure on our eyes 

But the lightness of our legs 

The beating of our hearts when we leave the ground 

Realizing we could finally taste the sky