Saturday 14 September 2024

Wings to fly

As the years pass by,
they tell you softly,
all you need in life
is peace, calm, stability—
a quiet nest to call your own.

You swallow their words,
savoring their soothing promise,
believing these truths,
woven for everyone,
must surely fit you too.

I pictured myself,
a small bird sheltered,
tucked beneath the tender wings
of everyday comforts,
my world, a gentle bliss.

But only time revealed—
I did not need a nest to rest,
but wings to soar,
to stretch wide into the sky,
chasing the rainbows
my father taught me to draw.

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