He had to do this.
Try this thing.
Jump from the nest with still-wet wings.
Because sometimes
It’s the only way to learn
To stand at the edge
Leaning out
Into the blue
Facing the sun,
Longing,
Wings spread wide
Oooooohhhhhh!
This is how it feels to fly!
Till it suddenly ebbs
And you drop
Straight out of the sky
With a thud
Learning that gravity
Hurts
Maybe more than you knew
And the words that chafed
Might have been wise,
That breeze that ruffled your heart?
Not His.
But its how we learn
To listen
To hear
Amid the din
As He whispers our name
And we step to the edge
Leaning out
Into the blue and
ooooooohhh
Catch His BREATH
S T R E T C H
Our wings in an
Arc across the sky
Step from this earth
And finally learn to
F L Y !
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