Chained to a world of illusion
Created by others and my desires;
How hollow are these dreams?
My soul cries out:
Fly away. Soar above these fences.
Go Higher. You are a Child of Light.
Rush toward the stars.
Go beyond the Sun.
There is your Home;
In the Nameless, timeless
Land that you have forgotten.
You are a Prince/Princess
And have come here
For a brief moment.
Let you soul soar, again,
Higher than the eagles,
Higher than the Angels.
You are the son/daughter of a King
And seek to embrace
All that is yours.
A timeless Spiritual Traveler
Who creates Reality
Upon Reality
All in the Name
Of that which is Greatest.
-SB
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We are worthy of this journey.
Thank you Stewart
Fly High Alaysia- let the bird of the soul, soar.