My Endless Flight

Upwards I soar,
On wings stretched wide.
My search, my escape,
A never ending glide.

Onwards I fly,
What is it I chase?
I am lost in this world,
I need a landing place.

Always looking, never finding,
Somewhere just for me.
A place of contentment,
The place I want to be.

But wait, do I see it?
I slowly fly down.
This place looks like heaven
I circle around.

I make my way closer,
And finally land.
It's stretched out before me
Like an open man's hand.

My heart sings with joy
My wings fold to rest.
I tuck myself in
My head on my chest.

But soon I am woken
This place is not mine.
It is claimed by another
Yet again. Another sign.

I am destined to wander
It seems, this lonely world.
I rise and move off
My tail tightly curled.

Upwards I soar,
On wings stretched wide.
My search, my escape,
My never ending glide.

~ Bek, 26 Nov, 2001

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