Soaring

I am soaring high, like an eagle,
where I can be and see it all.
To a place there is not hurt
and there are no limitations.
Here I can see in the hearts and
minds of all and see the truth.

I am soaring high, like a plane,
being invincible, invisible to all.
The feeling is good, though the
time comes when I'm out of fuel.
Then I will dive, crash and burn
I know it, but it matters not.

I am here, I am now, it's all I can do.
I can't cross unbuilt bridges,
or worry about any I burned before.
Enjoying the moment that is here
is the only way I can live, because
later it will be like now never was.

Shinemyrtle