Fly - Poem by Husna Amin
The spirit that inspires you to fly
Very high, beyond human vision,
There are testing times, when the spirit dies.
You are left alone, with your tired entity,
You find no wings, you find no sky.
But this is also a part of 'you'
Find a place within you, even when you can't fly.
You can't stop, you are a part of the momentum,
You have to go on...
You can shout, you can cry.
Till you find yourself in the race again,
And you realize, there is no stopping for a soul like you
Who have learnt to fly high
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