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Looking down on earth’s mayhem, the gloom
Lilies of the valleys
Death toll continues to tally

One by One
We thirst for freedom
Yet, war is never won
We talk of peace
In such limited space we earthly lease

We talk of love
Not spiritually given, if it’s not from above
Inner connection of selves
Feelings cashed in, rewards greater than wealth

Why do I talk of soaring
To keep the mighty beast of hatred from roaring
Rainfall kept at bay without an umbrella as its pouring
Blanketing grief of life as the mind is daily touring

Once my feet hit solid ground
Looking around, hearing whispered sounds
Everyone now talking in tongues
No one worries about their kingdom come

As they say on earth
Strife, killing, and people mentally murked
As it is in Heaven
Justice on the knees given unto twenty-four seven
As you know, I run to be free
Ancestral remnants of no chains as I flee

The wind at my back,…soaring beyond far
Spirit guiding my destination under that twinkling North Star
Distance as a ghost flashing in the wind
Peace, tranquil, endorphins below I send

Air to survive, breath to breathe, emotions I lend
Wounded hearts finding ways to mend
As our presence stands to be accounted, we defend
Love we always recommend, Hugs of life defined to the very end
Written by SweetKittyCat5
Author's Note
The desire to fly is an idea handed down to us by our ancestors who... looked enviously on the birds soaring freely through space... on the infinite highway of the air.

Wilbur Wright
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