Windows of My Soul

I look out and see the possibilities of my life. 

A vast terrain that I’ve yet to explore. 

It is growing and beautiful, ripe to be tilled. 

There overhead flies an eagle showing me the heights that I can reach. 

I hear the song. I see it. The new horizon.

The sun shines brightly so that I may see – the vision. 

It’s up to me know. I must go outside. 

I must risk the rain to reach the promised land. 

It looks inviting but is still at a distance. 

How can I ignore the sights of my destiny without betraying me? 

No, I’ll go. Eyes open wide and heart cloaked in bravery. 

There is no mountain that I can’t climb. 


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