This place is safe

I want to soar. Doesn't everybody? This poem explains the problem with that.

Stay away from the sky

But I can fly

Down here on Earth I can take care of you

but I dream of soaring like eagles and dancing like bluebirds

The sky will devour you.

But everyday I dream of unfurling my wings and forcing my way into the sky

and even if I fall, at least I lived free for once in this fucking short life we have

where wings are discarded, because we fear the sky

because although it beckons us with its tranquil blue

the Earth is such a safe place to stay in.