.
*Times like these...
Just make you want to get up and run.*
Forget the ache in your knee,
forget the weight on your back.
Forget the problems in your pocket,
forget the secrets in your sack.
*Times like these...
Just make you want to dive deep.*
Forget the myth of what lurks below,
forget the cautionary voices in your head.
Forget the whispers of restraint,
forget the monsters under your bed.
*Times like these...
Just make you want to take off and fly.*
Forget the wings that remain invisible,
forget the winds which refuse to carry.
Forget the bottom that awaits you,
forget the beckoning arms of gravity.
***And take that leap into
the great unknown...***
.
Dec 28, 2016
Dec 28, 2016 at 8:12 PM UTC
.
*Times like these...
Just make you want to get up and run.*
Forget the ache in your knee,
forget the weight on your back.
Forget the problems in your pocket,
forget the secrets in your sack.
*Times like these...
Just make you want to dive deep.*
Forget the myth of what lurks below,
forget the cautionary voices in your head.
Forget the whispers of restraint,
forget the monsters under your bed.
*Times like these...
Just make you want to take off and fly.*
Forget the wings that remain invisible,
forget the winds which refuse to carry.
Forget the bottom that awaits you,
forget the beckoning arms of gravity.
***And take that leap into
the great unknown...***
.
