If I could lift both feet at the same time, I’d be up in the air,

My arms stretched out, flying, flying to anywhere and everywhere.

Stuck on the ground confined, trapped as if carrying heavy chains,

Sometimes just wanting to take off, fly, fly far away.

Not only gravity keeps us on the ground where we exist,

But the taste for life, for the breath, every breath.

Both feet off the ground to a new adventure in time,

Away, far away from what hurts a man’s heart, yes! this heart.

My heart cries for what has been taken away, away from me,

Both feet on the ground, not so much a good place to be.

Keith Garrett


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