Fly High

And while you feel 

You might not be able to walk,

For the gravel seems to be 

A bit too harsh, much more than

What you would ever be able to endure;

And when it seems that

You cannot swim, stay afloat,

For the ocean current hits 

A bit too strong, where it feels as though

Salty water is parching your lungs;

And when it occurs that

You simply cannot be still

Perhaps, a bit too antsy 

And exasperated to your wits ends;

Do not yet give up, my dear,

For, you have the whole world to conquer,

You have your mind to make happy,

You have your soul to be free.

So, just fly high, take the deepest breath,

Spread your angelic wings,

And you, fly high.