Somewhere…

someone is drowning

while you are learning to swim

in this cycle of existence

one begins as the other ends

for we were not all meant

to continuously fly

sometimes we need

a break from the sky

so we can appreciate

the glory of the flow

so that when it’s our

turn once more

we can shamelessly soar

for we’ve been clipped before

we know the worth of this open door

we fly away when it’s pristine and right

we journey into unmarked waters

 for unforgettable flights

that enlighten our existence

from death to birth to forevermore

this is the glory we’ve been searching for