Burning from my Thoughts

5 - The Secret to Flight

7/11/19
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From the world's perspective, she was falling, fast and frightening. they looked on in shock, frozen in anticipation of when she'd hit the ground. But to her, she was rising, floating on a dream and singing drunkenly to the heavens in delight. She was fearless, and she felt so high, she thought her feet would never kiss the ground again.

The world expected her to fall, for they had lost their wonder and lost the rose-colored glasses that once filled their eyes with color. They had seen many fall before, and could not help but always expect things to turn out the same due to their bleak outlook on life.

She never would have seen them so far below her, not with her head in the clouds, her body weightless, and her heartbeat racing so fast she thought she might explode.

And after 10 minutes, 30, an hour, then four, and she still had not hit the ground but just kept rising higher, they were dumbstruck. They could not believe it, she hadn't hit the ground yet, she hadn't fallen! Was she a goddess, or perhaps she had some sort of technology to walk on air...?

They theorized and agonized over it, envious of whatever special something she had, but since they could not figure out her secret, they decided to wait and see if she might come down someday. And when that time came and she gently floated back to the ground, the cameras were focused to her, and their eyes were on her.

"What's your secret? How were you flying, floating, or walking on air? Why didn't you fall?" They asked, awe evident in their gazes, but envy thick in their throats.

She gave a light chuckle and sighed to the setting sky, "You ask how and what and why, because you lack the imaginations you once had. You've seen others fall, that much is true, but you've never asked them the questions you ask me because they have failed in your eyes. You see how weak they seem at the bottom, but never realize the strength it took them to take the jump. It's a leap of faith, that's all it is. We all do it with different things, different people, different circumstances. The only contrast between others is, well, mine was mutual, and there was effort put in to sustain that trip among the clouds.

Where many stumble is when the going gets tough, and they don't want to stick with it and endure any more. I never gave up, I put the necessary work in, and I was rewarded. You asked why I didn't fall, and how I did it, and what my secret was?

The shortest answer I can give you, though it is in no way an easy nor simple one, is Love."