The Journey

Record your daydreams

Also the nightmares

As each thread is vital

In knitting a Gorgeous feather

Never chop your wing 

For the missed golden feathers

Firmly hold on

To the desire to fly

And do not mind

Of weather

For the clouds of prosperity

Awaiting to touch you

In the end, all that matters

Is the distance 

Covered by your footprint

And not your flaws actually.