Naked In Flight
I see you. But not with my own sight. But through the flying colors of hurts, and has beens, should of could of, I do not’s, and when’s
...I see your true soul.
Your journey is my hindsight, and I used to feel that same heaviness. It’s like black tar sticking to the skin as you try to vacate the mundane. Slaving to the minds crest, feeding off a day dream of being free but staying trapped in an open cage and swallowing the invisible key. You can tell a bird they can fly but you can’t flap its wings. For they must believe.
So I believe in you. But as I do I am hiding in God so I can be kept in flight.
In order for me to identify a sight to see, within a mid summers eve, I saw me. And for the first time to the first degree, I saw that my pedigree was heavenly. From then I acknowledged that my days and breaths taken had a lot to do with the choices I made. So I decided to embrace my eagle trait, along with the follow though of replacing fears with faith. And from faith to flight.
But I must admit, throughout this journey, there is still turbulence in freedom.
What does this look like? Does a desire eliminate just because one is free?
There is a time in flight when an eagles wings are in coast mode- so much that it grows a peculiar hunger and swoops to common land to feed. While there, it’s realized, the reason why I must eat in the sky. Tar has no access, and being trapped was just a mindset, there will be no subjecting to compromise of life’s promises. So pivoting was necessary.
After tangible nourishment gave balance to my soul, I continue the divine aviation with the current...I am a naked spiritual being having a human experience. Learning and growing as I encounter the knots and beatitudes of this life journey.
This place is where I saw you, retrieved, gleaned, and left you peace.
Pray fully the “peaces” of me left in transparency will assist you in taking flight