On Wings Of Flight

Once, I was a child,
On wings of flight,
Where I dreamed of rising with the clouds,
On a journey where the skies resembled my craving.

I braised myself to face a world
Unknown.
What greeted me,
I could not tell,
For I was lost,
For a time amongst my fears, my dreams, and my intent.

My intent, lost amongst my longing.

-shobana-
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