Soaring Into the Beautiful Unknown
I see the bird soaring through the air.
So effortless, not a care in the world.
She flies without obstruction.
No mind to get in her way.
There is a breeze in her face, but yet she glides with a simple flap of her wings.
Not a care in the world, but to fly.
She knows there will be food to eat.
She knows there will be a nest for shelter.
She knows there will be beauty to be explored.
I imagine I am that bird.
To feel the breeze in my face and go on effortlessly.
To know I will always have food to eat.
A bed to lay my head on.
To trust I am on the path.
Soaring through the air.
Coarse correcting as I go.
So effortless with deep inner peace.
I fly over the ocean with the sunrise as my backdrop.
Even though it’s actually a dream.
It’s all very real.
That is freedom, to soar like a bird.
Knowing God is in control.
So I say yes to life as it unfolds.
It is a bold move that has taken me to parts unknown.
The journey is about connecting to my heart.
That is the beautiful unknown.