Soaring
Watching as I drive always
For the birds flying high above
Hawks and eagles
With swings broadly spread
Soaring and swooping
Floating on currents of air
Flying free from earth boundaries
As if above the fray
From daily weight
Holding down
While here on the ground
We humans struggle to survive
Weighed down by life’s obstacles
Preventing us from soaring
Rather than moving down the road
In heavy cars
How I wish to fly free
To soar based on instinct alone
No thought
Just air, space and light
freedom
