Relief

Mystery’s rush before take off.

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Moving quickly.

Security forged by pressing into grounds stability.

Challenging anxiety, in hopes that wind is willing.

To catch.

Where boarders are infinite.

And edges are barricades.

A paradox of weightless fury arises.

As faith takes hold.

And trusts sound billows.

Louder than the fears that are falling.

Finding self.

Surrendered, in relief.

And when looking back,

were our eyes open or closed?

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To soar, to fly

Circle the world so high

I become weightless and glide

Free my thoughts

Free my mind

I want to feel peace

Surrounding me this time

It’s good to feel small

To feel weightless in it all

Supported by the wind

Dancing with the sun

Roaming free, uncharted

We become one

Relief fill my soul

I take it in