Freedom to land without the constraints of borders between your two feet
With Each sweep lower towards the earth
Becomes tiny Fragments developing into film of the cities glowing skylines
Or
Dimmed outlines of dark forests with the whispers of the wind traced on your skin
Not falling victim to the cries of death beneath your wings
Come and go as you please without second thoughts disguised in between breaths
I am envious of the sense of decisions you don’t have to make
For you are the decider
Flying in grace
Gently grasping in sight all of life’s cracks and creases below for which humans cannot see
Bird’s eye view
Something I’d give my life to have and to be
