Flight Starts With A Thought

I know it is time for me to go
When the present becomes past
Right inside the current moment
And my thoughts decide to
Pack up and leave before
My body can make its escape
I sit uncomfortable in this space
My wings not quite dry enough
To take off to distant lands
Feet itching to walk away now
Before the sun sets once again
But I am stuck in between where
I am and where I wish to go
Only able to push off in fantasy
As I wait for sunrise and dry wings
So I close my eyes to the present
Closing off from the past that binds
Caressing the future of my dreams
In the places left empty in my mind


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