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In this flight, I am the victor

the wind is my guide, the waves my balance,

the forest ahead belongs to everyone who might see

a sweep of nature

an envy of a soaring reality

the world cannot touch except to dream

Yet

if we all might know

tranquility …

though as it appears

I am a free for all in Nature’s elegance

my reality is the catch below

your entertainment

your witness to some Darwinian metaphor.

I can and wish to survive whereby I

become a visual reminder in your mind.

Freedom

this is mine

© ta 2016

*inspiring new artwork from childhood nostalgia