Pushing off from the ground
Under gravity I am bound
To this world I am bound.
Banking now, my head held high
A tailwind draws me to the sky
The wind pulls me up to the sky.
As the cool, crisp night fades into day
The winds of fate carry me away
The wings of fate help me fly away.
My wishes teeter into falling when
The updraft lifts me up again
I wish to not face reality again.
Tailwind keep me in my world of dreams
Imagination bursting at the seams
Reality tearing at the seams.
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Tailwind: Poems by a Teenage Naturalist
Poetry🕊️A 2018 Watty's Longlisted Work!🕊️ ...the girl asked the raven how she could fly. The Raven told her it was easy. All she needed was a tailwind to help her heart soar. Flight lets you see the world from a different perspective. My eyes are ope...
