Sky Dancer

I’m falling
golden streak against the horizon
riding currents of infinite possibility
in the eye of the beholder
I’m free

My feet grasp tiny worlds
so far from the one I’ve known
yet unmistakably familiar
from a rocky perch comes realisation
I’m the architect

Home is made in a vacuum
where sun and rain
become the coin constantly spinning
no fear or doubt can touch me
I’m unstoppable

Truth is found among clouds
plucked with crimson beak
soar on my wings
and find untapped potential
find me up here
I’m dancing

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