soar

I know my time may be short in this game
Unless I am a valuable player
Most valuable player?
I was never good at sports
I'm glad this isn't a sport

The game is one on one
So far
A fencing match?
A boxing match?
Why can't it be
Cross country riding under sunny skies?

I imagine the rush
Leaping rails and hedges
Powerful energy pushing and pressing
Reaching heights
Higher than I ever imagined

To soar like a hawk
Wings stretched to touch clouds
Breathless
While things below grow smaller
And what makes as soar grows larger
Riding the emotions of someone new, heaven

I know this will pass
As scenery passes with every beat
Of wings, spread
Touching moon and sun
A climax of thunder and rain, flooding earth
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You realise there is a poetry section frustrated
this isn't a poem tongue
wow, that's beautiful
Ok freehug One has to really think about what you wrote and try to find the meaning of it allconfused You write beautifully and engage the mind with your wordsthumbs up
thank Freedom. it's nice to be appreciated
Ty freehand, yours as well. I must be getting sober or something.
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