ah, the crickets
and the night time wrapping

the clicking of keys pressed
and such leisurely typing

i wouldn't trade this breeze
for a hundred hurries

or the orange moon
for all my worries

tonight is a good night
with the doors wide open.

Reasons for Flying

How shall I explain
my need for flight?

Simply because I have wings.

My spirit is sinking.

I long for the sun.

To play among the clouds.

Stretching toward freedom.

I am a creature of flight,
seeking a broader destiny
than your earthbound words.