As I have matured, my journey’s objective has become more clear. The road upon which I will travel is still a mystery. An accepted fact of my heart and soul. I garner strength each day through new people, new places, new adventures. These strange things, become familiar – embracing me for who I am. Living in a world where I can accept myself makes my trip much more comfortable. Aging has taught me to trust in my choices, to fling myself into the world like a young chickadee’s virgin flight. There is a greater power which holds, cradles and comforts – the wind propels you always onward … no fear.
Unfurl your wings – and take to the air – your virgin flight awaits you there. Naysayers be damned, as you weave to and fro – for only you, know where you go. Suspended animation in a horizon so blue – always remember, to your own self be true. (muse)
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