Wind's Current


Standing high upon the ridge,

of the mountains, I now call home.

Gives me a clear view of the present

High above the misty clouds,

My vision is no longer obscured.

The darkness and shadows

that used to cloud my sight,

I have left below in the foothills.

Shall I take flight on the eagle's wings,

gliding effortlessly on the winds current?

to direct my path and control the future?

or will I descend the mountain to be again trapped below the clouds and mist

in the lowly foot hills?

It is up to me!

I want the strength to soar head.

But I need the push of the wind to send me on my way.

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