Dancing Around Destiny
There was once a time that I thought I knew it all,
I thought I was free to soar, I thought I was strong for all;
I could stand on mountain tops and dance up in the air;
I could break through the dark clouds and ride the air;
My wings carried others to their destinies;
I had the secrets of all places, engraved deep in my heart,
I could make it safe from danger, risking hunters’ eye sight,
I thought I was made to fly, I was built to be the Eagle, I thought was supposed to be!
I was aware of whom to keep under shelter,
Whom to take the hit for and never leave behind an aching voice,
Arrows could strike in my wings and I could carry on no matter what.
I could heal, be restored back, because I could SEE further than my own.
It was a time where I loved to hear other Eagles’ squeaks;
The sound of their gathering, mighty and glorious;
When the wind was rushing in so strong,
And the flapping of their wings moved the water below;
There was a vision, and there was a reason to be,
A reason to live or die for,
I was willing to pay off my life for a greater purpose;
That hasn’t even been known or seen, but I was sure it was there.
Far be described in words or sincere,
I Saw a True thing!
Because I believed it too much,
Because I loved it too much,
I have fallen out of sight.
Just a face in the crowd;
Left behind in the mud of my blood,
Watching soaring creatures scatter from above,
If my words fly to the hearts of men,
I fail to ride them myself not even an inch off of the ground!
While I used to dream for stronger feathers to keep me for 50 more years.
What a shame?!
Day in & day out I fake something to live for,
and look ahead to fast forward a new destiny,
I have become the old face of a wrinkled dream…