Leaving…

I spread my wings to fly again,
My horizons are wide.
How many barriers exist at times.
We push to leave, and grow,
But sometimes the wait is slow.
Holding patterns,
Layovers,
Visa hangups…
Delays.

Sunrise and sunset,
Over and over…
Flying over countries and borders.
Zipping in and out of white clouds.
The thrill of new cultures…
And the pain of missing friends.
A balance…

Moving and leaving…
Coming and going..
The cycle of life…
Joy and pain,
And beauty for ashes.

I leave.
I come.
Wing View From Airplane Aircraft Heaven Sky Travel

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