FLY

Last night I felt like I could fly
Take wing & greet the sky
Freedoms will to crave
Awoken from my silent grave
Of eight long Decembers
A phoenix from the embers

It was not a dream
As though it may seem
I was wide awake
I was wide awake

My body may not follow
My body now lies hollow
Yet my spirit rises like a mist
My mind hinged on a precipice

Last night my soul wanted to fly
To take wing & greet the sky
And flew we did, the things we saw
Oh! Such wonder, Oh! Such awe!