Take Flight

I know,
it looks and feels
like a long way down,
a spiraling staircase
to your demise but
what if you fly?

I agree, the ground
is bone breaking solid
polished with your demolish,
but what if
you were meant to soar?

What if,
you taste of liberty
and get addicted to freedom,
get addicted to wanting more?

Truth is,
it might hurt to try,
but fear is but a lie
to keep you grounded
when your spirit
was destined for the skies.

So take flight.
Take flight and don’t return
to your cage,
do not miss
this stage of stagnant.

You,
are magnetized to wild now.
Just,
give the rest of us some time
to reconstruct belief
back into our wings.

At least we can say
one of us made it,
and that one of us
was you.

You that nourished truth
and starved your fears.
You pioneer of dreams,
belief engineer.
We believe now.
We believe because of you.

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Whisper

Words, can indeed hurt.
So I’ll never meet
your fire with my lava.
I, will always have
a riverbed of forgiveness
to polish your stones
before you set them flying
in this glasshouse.

I, will always squelch your flames
with a tidal wave of love.
I, will never permit my voice
to be raised by temper,
mature into anger,
and adult into drunken madness.

I, refuse to be
the reason you leave.
I will not
yell after you to stay,
when I’ve whispered
all the reasons that you should.