Soar

I just want to spread my wings and soar through the trees, pierce the clouds with my soul. I want to feel the wind run through my wings, making me dance an unearthly dance through the sky. Flying to the heavens, flying from my worries and fears. I want to live on nothing but freedom and flying, flying from a broken past, broken heart, and a broken life. To live in a world where beauty is looking down onto sparkling waters and the pretend homes and lives of humans with their many troubles and pains. To live a life where beauty is the way the sun reflects off of my feathers when I soar through clean, crisp air inhabited only by beauty and freedom. I just want to spread my wings and soar.