At times of weakness, when the mind yearns, my eyes gaze up at the sky, beckoning my wingless body towards its endless embrace as my heart tugs at the strings of music that call me home.
Unknown of the fate in this life that befalls me, I’ve chosen to live it, to endure it and its emotions. To be reminded of a life where I was free, unshackled from grass and rock. To have lived a life among the clear blue skies and become one with the wind.
At those moments I am thankful for souls near to share in that, to ease the pain of this life and the journey it follows until the next one.