An ode to a dream

memories come to me,
like clouds in this evening sky,
the color of hope,
paints my dreams.
standing on the edge,
the edge of existence,
hoping to fly.
but not knowing how to.
21 years to learn,
may have been too few.
i feel the warm draft rising.
enticing me to spread my wings and test my steel
telling me to ride the wind.
the horizon stretches out before me
wide,open,inviting.
a moment's hesitation holds me,
but i look up and i see you,
soaring high,
with the setting sun in your eyes
and i know that's where i want to be,
amongst those clouds,
with the wind in my hair,
flying with you.
the fabled leap of faith,
outstretched wings of determination,
stuttering and weak in the beginning.
but you spur me on.
before the sun is set,
the dying sunbeams kiss me,
and in the twilight sky i am flying,
flying into the endless azure,
with the world and everything in it
to share with you.




P.S-inspired by and dedicated to a wonderful person..