Gusty winds blow through my face
As withered leaves crumple at my feet
A subtle bird delicately lands before me
Hope is a creature that soars in the sky
Fluttering its wings like an angel
I find myself chasing aspiration
The pursuit constantly haunting me
I gaze into the sky and see the bird dancing amongst the
clouds
And wonder when I will be able to dance so gracefully
With movements as swift as a coursing river
Will I ever be able to grasp it?
As I take each step I begin to feel a million miles closer…
I slip on a puddle- SPLASH!
A burning fire inside me runs wild as I continue my pursuit
The bird is perched on the branch of a towering tree, gazing
through my soul
My greatest fear of heights is now staring me in the face
With each grasp of a branch I inch towards my goals
I climb, I climb, I climb
Hope is finally mine
