Thursday, December 28, 2017

Flying Free

Wolf and Raven Ponder 
On What Lies Ahead
by the artist Marion Syme
of Tofino, B.C.


I made the desperate leap for More
when my soul was sorely bored,
working a job that was a chore,
just to carry bags of groceries
through the door.

I leaped over mountains to the sea,
and knew ten years of ecstasy,
this wild bird so thrilled
at finally
flying free.

Then the universe set me down
in a grey and dismal little town
where I was "happy enough"
with my folks and all my Stuff,
but never forgot
that Something More
that I had lived
so joyously
before.

So, bent and broken,
and hobbling on one knee,
that careful life
I had once more
-and one last time-
to flee.
And now my heart swells with joy
at every cloud-besotted hill,
my eyes gratefully drink their fill,
and this wild bird,
 - limp-feathered, battered wing, -
is flying still.


for Marian's prompt at Real Toads: Aspire, to create a poem inspired by    song, that asks the question "Don't you want something more?" I have lived that song - both sides of it - twice now.


13 comments:

  1. As Ihave, several times. I didn't get the aspire part of the song though. Oh well. Being half dead doesn't help when listening to youtube stuff. But I do aspire to more and to have hope. I think you do too!

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    1. Oh, I forgot that part......my dream, to which I aspired for twenty years, was to live by the sea in Tofino.....when I leaped over the mountains, I was leaping for my dream.......I knew if I didnt go then I never would, and I knew I couldnt live without a dream.........

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  2. This is beautiful!❤️ Nature has its own way of rekindling our spirit and igniting hope into our hearts.

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  3. I love and understand how much the return to Tofino means to you... lovely.

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  4. You made a good choice, Sherry. And nice reading here. Me, I'm stuck but I do 'run away' on my birthdays. Most times though, for even that I am accompanied. But it's not all bad, I do get to go to those places.
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  5. Yes, Sherry, sometimes it takes boredom to give us that push for more but oh, what release when it does!
    Happy New Year!

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  6. and this wild bird,
    - limp-feathered, battered wing, -
    is flying still

    There is that good feeling still sustaining! Happy New Year Sherry!

    Hank

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  7. Oh when the dream never dies and you can leap the mountain to live it is a beautiful gift. Smiling

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  8. Flying still. Thank goodness. Thank you and xoxox Sherry!

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  9. Oh that is a beautiful life story. I'm glad you got out there and glad that you still fly despite the bruises

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