7 January 2011

Higher

My inner eye lids covered with the face of the sky.
Everytime I close them it's like I'm floating on clouds.
Invinsible, out of reach, soaring, flying.
I see a bird somewhat below me.
Wings all spread out flying in a circle, back and forth back and forth.
Seems like its got all the time in the world to just fly around and be.
I hop from one cloud to another.
The skies are ridiculously blue and the boundariers surprusingly few, none.

That's when I realized - I am the queen of my own kingdom and no one but I can set myself free.

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