gift

gift

as children
we dreamed
spun around in open fields
starring defiantly at the sun
and we dreamed

we dreamed
"the faster, the higher"
as arms became wings
wind beckoned our call
and off we flew
higher and closer to the sun
till our homes became small
and our souls filled with air
and suddenly our dreams
fulfilled
and suddenly dizzy at accomplishment
we'd lie down and giggle
till the excitement of dream's awakened
lay gently back asleep
inside of our hearts

we grow up

and suddenly life is more complex
and our arms no longer become wings
and we stare melancholy to the sun
wishing to taste its sweet rays once again

to again feel the thrill of flight
to again feel more than what our lives have become
to again ... feel

but one in a special few
though all god's children
never lost the gift he gave us
wings of dreaming
instead they become
were forced
or were simply left better
undercover
close to us, wrapped gently around our hearts
protection from a cruel world
and heart bitter with resentment
who tried to clip dreams
of more than just a life
were shielded against
and our dreams
guarded
became our hope
and salvation

till one day they could unfurl
strong and beautiful
sun lit ivory snow
spanning greater than the fullest sun
and larger than our grandest fantasy
and fantasies became real
dreams became reality
those special few
whose wings, could never be broken
dream larger, and grander
than a thousand suns
and whose life shines brighter
than all of them rolled into one
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needs some work but there ya go. other LA inspired poetry coming soon