Man's True Flight Poem by Michael Thygesen

Weaving in and out of these clouds of white
Ever flying and flying, keep searching till night.
Wind hits these wings and try as I might
I cannot go down, I'm as high as a kite.

Soaring, dipping and carresed by sun light
Up here I'm untouchable, as I'm up at such hights.
Yes, no one can touch me after I take flight
I leave everyone behind, to avoid your fight.

Honestly this isn't completly true
And I can't fly up high, up into the blue

No, I can't really go up high in the sky
I can't touch the heavens, I can't even fly.
And I can't travel through the skies to be free
I'm just a normal human being, trying to just be.

Sometimes in my head I have to go away
To tell myself everything will end up okay.
I leave to think what each day will lend
Taking the stings in my head and tying up loose ends.

Oh, if it were possible to escape it all
Just every once in a while, so I don't have to fall.
With destractions it's difficult, but God knows I try.
I just want a piece of heaven before I die.

First you must know and love yourself, in good and bad weather,
Then and only then can we, in peace, live together