A terrible truth


You are  the light and  have been wrested from the dark fury of the sky ..you leave your fate in to large hands …breathless  and confused you can but just rest …..A voice mutters to you and soon the words reach you …You can not fly forever …It will come to an end ..The sky is yours today …however …there is a tomorrow that is on its way to you  ..this will become a day …on this day  no wingbeat  no effort will return you to the sky …The hand leaves you on a windsill  …The voice now soothes you ..until that day comes it is all yours  fly as high as you dare ……for now you sleep ..aching and worn


About mauricewoconnell

Maurice OConnell is a Creative based in Cornwall concentrating on Writing and Unique theatrical appearances.. He continues to imagine a world twice as exciting and dangerous than it could possibly ever be View all posts by mauricewoconnell

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