Swaying through the air…
Effortlessly…
Found comfort in the flowing breeze…
Dashing gracefully between clouds…
Devoid of mind and thoughts…
Free to soar…
Where no one else has gone…
Flying high…
Flying low…
In this wonderful blue sky I call my own…
LorB
Let There be Peace on Earth 
Beautifully expressed. I genuinely admire, and envy if I’m honest, those who can write and express such word and imagery
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Thank you, but your stories are full of adventure and are written to mesmerize the reader…
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Just beautiful! 😀
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Thank you… Have a wonderful weekend…
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Oh, how wonderfully written! It is so dreamy! Both the poem and the image 🙂
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Thanks for stopping by… Glad you liked…
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I love flying high, Lumar. This is where I create, and I find magic as well. Beautifully written poem … I love the way you can express yourself through words. Great photo as well!!! You have a great day today!! Love, Amy
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Thanks, Amy… I find my inspiration while driving to work… I get there and start jotting things down and when I get home in the evenings, I complete it… I’m just enjoying it so much… Enjoy your work too…
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I giggled when I read what you wrote. I am not without pad and paper no matter where, because I never know when inspiration will hit me. When you love what you do, you succeed. So there you go. You are succeeding! Love, Amy
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