I fly

If we are locked up
For years
Then that is given to us
True freedom
Confused
Astonished
Surprised
Unnerved
We doubt
Hesitate
Grope
Quibble

Will I be able to do it?
Can I take off?
What if I fall?
What if I die?

Yet we spread our wings
Let us test our almost forgotten faculties
Finally give in to the call
Letting the elements kiss us
Then one last look
To those we’re about to leave
Then comes the start
No need to cry

I fly
I fly
And I didn’t even fall
I was right to go

Marushka - 27th October 2021
(translated from French)

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