Wednesday, March 4, 2009
I have this feeling inside. I have this biting desire to fly away, to make my arms strong and wide and take flight like a great hawk into a deep blue sky. I'll be free, swaying nobly above God's kingdom. And before the sun sets into blackness I'll land on a mountaintop perch and hold steady till morning's first light. Then I'll glide once more in a flight of fancy I wish were mine.