Levitate

Often we look back and feel that life could have been different provided 'that one risk' was taken. Often our present becomes our comfort zone and slowly we get so used to being what we are that we become afraid to try anything unconventional.

Change is the only constant. This is the greatest truth that prevails universally.

That what does not change is inanimate and as far away from life as death itself.

So what is stopping us?

Destiny? Fate? Well, often unknowingly WE stop ourselves. Obscured by our day to day monotonous activities, often in our machine like existance, there is a fear of 'trying' or that of 'failing' which stops us from looking across what we see daily.

Come out from under the gray cloud and step into the sun. The choice is yours and yours alone. Choose to fly!

Levitate!

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LEVITATE

Above my head a little cloud
around it is sunny bright
What silly sun! You have never won
For you spare my share of night!
What silly wind! You 'hop' not 'flow',
A poor shepherd you are,
You take them all to distant fields,
Yet left this one so far!

Above my head a little cloud
gray gloomy inglorious sad
upset uncessantly anxious to cease
so lingers, a habbit bad.

In gray I see in snow my marks
tread them all the same
If sun would dry or shine too bright
Clueless would I die in shame?

My companion for all these many years
Now I am old and just as gray
Hobble over those very steps in fear
What if you go away!

They came and away they went
Their footprints they left as marks
A silly little bird held onto earth
Could have been leading the larks!

-Mx