The Day I Grew Wings Poem by MIchael Lacostales

And on that day I grew wings,
formed from my turbid being
Forged fronting lethargy
exploding ino fullness

On the day I grew wings
thus did I awake
roused from Slumber
and out
to see the golden dawn

Unfolding those heavenly pinions,
So did I begin
My flight
From flight, I soared
Leaving ground-bound existence
Breaking
away from the world
arising in the vastness of the firmaments
Bathing in the brilliance of the stars
Soaking up the radiance of the Sun
Grasping the multi-faceted glimmer

And on that day I grew wings
I saw beyond earthbound eyes
into the vast expanse if the golden horizons
A world alike
yet different from the old

I traversed my dreadful summits
their icy peaks no longer
Looming tall.
My soul ran a river's course
and melded with the tides.

And on that day I grew wings
Making my way into celestial halls
Unbarred, unencumbered
Seeking what others shun
No longer fearing their foreboding symmetry

On the day I grew wings
I ceased to exist
As a child of earth
No, I live
Man of the Heavens.