Now
In this moment
I am
Infinite

Before
Not too long ago
I was small
Just a small crow
With wings
Non-sprouted wings

I remember waking up
Waking up to a memory
Or a dream
I'm not for sure which
But in the memory
Or dream
I flew

I was not small
Not just a small crow
Not with wings
Not with non-sprouted wings

In the memory
Or dream
I was an eagle
And I flew
I flew out of that old oak
And soared over mountain tops
And through clouds
To a better tomorrow

Then I realized that I did
I did wake up to a memory
Not to a dream
It was real

Then i realized that
Now
In this moment
I am
Infinite