With
bounding
silence atop
the clouds I fly
and reach toward the
heavens  aloft, Like the
goddess of freedom, I wander
above the earth and am awed with
beautiful splendor at the dreams and
hopes that are being painted beneath me
I watch and marvel at these deeds and
so I climb higher, hopping to snatch
a broader glance . But suddenly …
I must stop! I’m free no more.
I’ve come to the last inch of
my string and I can’t climb
anymore. I am restricted
to only a small area in
space , unable to work
toward achieving my
aims and goals . I
then look back,
and I sense
faith and
I sense
love
    and
         then
            like
                a gift
                                from God, I am
                              set free. But
                        this time
                            F
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