Airborne

like the spring times blossom
my hopes are free and swirl around  
 upward flight of dreams birth right
on the breaking dawn of plusses sound  
 comes conceptions fragrant gift
 the morn, the spirit lifts
where no dark clouds cluster  
and natures touch astounds
the roots so deep, my philosophy
with little gems propound
to be not tied or tethered  
a sail to catch the breeze
an elevated butterfly,  
a fairy winged trapeze  
an entity that's  airborne  
give me that chance "yes please"