Beat, beat, with the pounding of the drums
Fly, soar, glide beneath the roaring sun
Step, step, ever growing nearer
One, two, forever getting older
Rise, rise, look unto the future
Stand up, ready for adventure
Take flight, I'm never getting younger
Leap, cry, always getting closer
Once more, fall into the dreamland
And wait for another day
...
Stand strong, wind buffeting the cliff side
Glance back, home to where I reside
Turn 'round, Fate isn't waiting
Out there, the magic lies in hiding
I fall, strength of innovation
Arms wide, coasting on the currents
As one, being and mechanic
Soaring, no hint of any panic
Right along beasts in scale and in feather
Glide past clouds unrolling thunder
Side by side, not waiting for the future
This sky is where I belong
I'm taking flight
—ruby
YOU ARE READING
Ransoms and Ramblings
De TodoDumping unnecessary thoughts on people since 2017! (less urgent than updates in DragonNadder's Updates book. Please go there for more important information than these ramblings.) Contains "late-night" dumps of randomness, short stories, poetry, and...
