Falling With Wings
September 24th, 2009
Flying is just falling with wings.
The leaps you make and the cliffs you take, it all depends on how you see it when your foot first leaves solid ground.
The thrill of the dive or the fear of the crash?
The burn and roll of air over your shoulders or the tender passion ripping through your every muscle?
The song of adrenalin that thrums through your core or the gut churning flip when the world turns on it’s end?
Flying is just falling with wings.
It’s up to you whether or not you open them and take flight upon the wind.
i love it! its awesome! hey, could you get your little furry butt on line so we can chat? you promised!
Thankies dearie. :) I sent you an email regarding online. On ebuddy I can login and see everyone online but methinks my messages aren’t getting through else you would have responded already… either way check your email for what’s going on. And by the way- my butt isn’t furry!!! It’s cute and lily white. :) Peacers.
That opening line is amazing!
Thankies muchly. :) I had this one swimming around in my head for awhile. It came from a conversation I was having with a friend- they said they felt like falling and something along these lines was my answer. Glad you likies. :D