There are times, where we learn and grow, leaving the stream gradually,
our soul longing for the solid earth, the strength of certainty,
the dirt feels right, between our toes.
Still, we want the risk,
the excitement of the waves,
the freedom of the horizon, the unknown,
as an eagle dwells deep within us,
reminding us of past victories.
Growth of new wings, our spirits climbing high,
never looking back, as we look forward
into the rising sun,
we really do have the courage,
and we can make it after all.
Based on an earlier work called Leaving the Stream
Originally posted October 2015
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
“When we love people, we give them hope.”