Friday, August 19th, 2011Mature

Flight

–      Craig Cornelia

 

Let me run through a field in the night

Let me lift from the ground till my soul is in flight

Let me sway like the shade of a tree

Let me swirl like a cloud in a storm on the sea

Wish me on my way.

Through the dawning day I

Want to flow, want to rise, want to spill

Want to grow in a grove on the side of a hill

 

I don’t care if the train runs late

If the checks don’t clear, if the house blows down

I’ll be off where the weeds run wild

Where the seeds fall far from this earthbound town

And I’ll start to soar

Watch me rain till I pour

I’ll catch a ship that’ll sail me astray

Get caught in a wind I’ll just have to obey

Till I’m flying away

 

Let me leave behind all the clouds of my mind

I want to wake without wondering why

Finding myself in a burst for the sky

 

I’ll just roll

Let me lose all control

I want to float like a wish in a well

Free as the sound of the sea in a shell

 

I don’t know but maybe I’m just a fool

I should keep to the ground, I should stay where I’m at

Maybe everyone has hunger like this

And the hunger will pass

But I can’t think like that

 

All I know is that somewhere in the clearing

There’s a current in the sunlight on a river long and wide

And I have such a river inside

 

Let me run through a field in the night

Let me lift from the ground till my soul is in flight

Let me sway like the shade of a tree

Let me swirl like a cloud in a storm on the sea

Wish me on my way

Through the dawning day I

Want to flow, want to rise, want to spill

Want to grow on the side of a hill

Want to shift like a wave all in all

Want to drift from the path I’ve been traveling upon

Before I am gone…

 

The End

47 comments about this work Feed