Paden Wicks

 

I’m falling through the sky

More like a bird diving through the air

I fear that I’ll hit the ground

But my wings are grabbed by the wind

And my body is softly lifted back up

Soaring further with each gust

A destination of unknown origin in my mind

The skyline changing with every second

Growing further and further away from my start

Heading to a new place

A place to start over

Heading to over