by Todd Christensen

The ground slowly fades and I can feel the wind on my face

I don’t rush to escape because this isn’t a race.

The clouds start to get closer with every passing second

my fears and worries fade as hope and happiness beckon.

To my left is an eagle who winks with a knowing nod

high up above I see an angel who personally knows God.

Far below are lush fields of green teeming with life

the moment is not lost on me and cuts like a knife.

For too long I’ve allowed my fears to control me,

now I leave them behind and into

the arms of happiness I flee.

I know that things that controlled me never really did

I just accepted lies and untruths and into the darkness I slid.

Now I feel the wind on my face and the warmth of the sun,

for all too many the only way to stop the pain is to become numb.

But that’s not the best way because then you also stop feeling the things you love

you can’t really see the big picture unless you look at it from above.

So I choose to fly, no I CHOOSE TO SOAR,

my SPIRIT WILL NEVER BE TAMED AND FOREVER I WILL ROAR.

I will not be a slave to the things in the shadows and the dark

my soul will forever look toward that heavenly park.

The doubts and the pain sting but also make me feel awake and alive

I will choose to live even if others just want to survive.

Into the future I now travel and I go without fear

I look toward new memories and new people who I will also hold dear.

I wake up and wonder if this is all just a dream,

Is life what we make it or is it just what it seems?

We all must choose how we live because surely all will die

but as for me I know what I must do now,

I WILL FLY.