I graced the skies
I drifted with wings open wide,
Looking below, freedom up above,
I soared to the heights
Those below not seeing that above
Clouds,
There beauty, I grazed there out lines
I felt the moisture on the tips of my wings.
Storms,
The wind against me,
Anger of nature unfolds
I sought refuge from the darkened clouds
This day was safer on land,
In the trees, my second home.
Rain,
Tears washing over me,
Flowing around the river in the sky
As it did fall towards below.
I am of the sky
I am home in tallest trees,
I will sail where the winds flow
I am looking down from the heavens
And I am free, skyward bound.