Awareness To Fly In The Skies Poem by RIC BASTASA

it is this awareness of the hidden wings
that makes us think of flying

when? it all depends when you finally
decide to shed off your dress
your skin and bones

when? it all depends on when you
are ready with flumes and feathers
when you feel that you belong to the clouds
and not to the patch of land and grass

when? when you feel that you do not belong anymore
to me or anybody else
or to the world

it is only then when
it is time to fly up there to the highest peaks
of your longings where there shall be no more falling