Wings

I’m currently at a crossroads in my life that requires deep searching. I know most of you have been there too, so this poem is dedicated to all of you who have forgotten who you are or traversed confusing roads. This poem is a reminder to myself as much as you that there’s always a reason to try, so if you’re feeling grounded, look to those around you, and let them help you get to where you need to be.

A world away

a world apart

A world to end

and a world to start

We search for our place

our time and our season

we search the abyss and the heavens

looking for a reason

a reason to live

and a reason to try

we look to our dreams

and spread our wings to fly

But sometimes we find friendless skies

we get knocked out

and crash to the ground

and debate whether to stay and lie down

But hope breaks through the dark clouds above

and we find that our reason to try, our reason to live

and our dreams all lie

within that world that brought us to birth

that nurtured our dreams, our hopes,

those reasons can be bound up in a single ray of truth

our reason for everything is love

and love though buffeted by winds and flame

though blown off course and tossed to the ground

love will always reset its course

and bring its healing touch

to all who have forgotten how to fly.