Fly - Poem by Serena Blackinton
On the wings of an eagle,
I soar ever higher
upon the greens, browns and greys
of the earth below.
The sun shines above me,
the wind blows all around.
I am free;
nothing can touch me
Forever moving forward,
in harmony with the sky.
I don't feel anything but the peace of unity
With the world.
I am free and I fly.
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