My body is grounded
Yet my mind floats without direction
I am a prisoner of gravity
Held hostage from the sky
Perhaps someday I will escape
And the boundaries will blur
And I will soar
But until then I remain here
Bound by gravity
And not yet to fly free
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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...
