Out of the warmth, Tumbling, spinning finding comfort on the ground.
Afraid, alone. Amongst the leaves where you are found.
Sometimes when you think you are ready to fly.
Spread your wings and give it a try.
Believe you can and make it be.
Soon you'll be flying free.

Don't be afraid of the ruffling of your feathers.
Just a little wind so pull yourself together.
Look at you soaring high.
All it took was faith and the willingness to try.
Sometimes its not the fall that brings pain.
It is the not changing..... wanting to remain the same.