Nothing but blue sky... A blend of thoughts, poetry, lyrics, travel anecdotes, anything that comes to mind mid-air, mid-stream, mid-thought about to take off ~ ...thoughts in flight

Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Born to Fly

I am a bird perched at the top of a great mountain preparing to fly off on a wonderful journey to her rightful destination. But rain wets down my wings and heavy rope holds me to the ground. Bring sunshine and set me free to let my spirits soar once more.

- Maile (b. 1972)