Fly Poem by Antonio Liao

shared me
the fear of falling, before
I spread
my wings nay the feather
touches the wind, for
not even the rain
hold me to the end

as it goes in every
direction
storming the deep blue sea
fear and no one have to
stay at
the deep knee free

find I come and passed this
mighty fly, surf the
infinite sky, look
down in every height
though tears capture my sight
in the shinning sky I vow

hold on,
I have to fly, beyond the
lasting sky, there
I learn to fly the
shadow where
things has to lies.