the power of flight

Under the waves

You are screaming

Loving voices receding

Held hostage to panic

All you can sense is the damage

Losing your way to hope

Out along a dark horizon

Wild horses run

Just as your soul

Longs

For freedom

But are you not still

Breathing

Feeling deadened in the price of losses

We cannot find the meaning of

Is the heavy cost of losing beat to the timing

And dance

Of our individual soul

I want you to know

There is something to hope for

I want you to remember

Your true nature

Not the things they told you

Not the pain they either dumped into

Or would not help you

Find a way

To make sense of

Let this pain be a moving ocean

Do not let it pin you to this temporal place

Know that you have the breadth

To encompass this

Know too that even if your wings feel clipped

Deep inside you

You have not lost

The power of flight