You know that feeling you get when you realize you can fly.
You hold your breathe.
Hold your breathe,
Hold your breathe,
suck in as much beautiful air as you can as you begin to decide how to mentally deal with your current situation...
It's terrifying because you're up so high,
Yet liberating knowing that you're not going to die.
You're dreaming,
And all of a sudden you're glidding.
Glidding through clouds over tough looking mountains.
What danger may be lurking in the darkness of the forest?
What magnificence is nature hidding below?
Who knows.
For you have wings.
Glide, twirl, whirle, and spiral.
Feel the rush of being unbound.
