Running Hard with goals in mind
Jumping harder to take flight
Patiently waiting
Wanting to come over night.
Hoping to fly high
But not like Icarus
Mounted on wings of pride
To collide in death of dreams
Waxin wings are to melt,
So what can sustain?
Not only the ascent toward the sun,
But also the descent when it's done.
Fear of flight is paralyzing.
And as you lift realizing
Anticipation replacing fear,
Fear of what's to come.
Take the risk,
Be committed to the process.
Fear will subside.
You'll begin to fly
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