I feel him pulling
Moving away
Gently he slips
In directions
Opposite me
Testing his wings
Determined and courageous
The look in his eyes
Reveals fear of
Full flight
No longer
My little boy
Always my baby
No matter how
Far from me
The universe
Takes him
Of typical concern
My own human flaws
Hoping my guidance
Has properly prepared him
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The truth…
There is no truth nor are there any lies; only our own personal interpretations of how we perceive ourselves and the world around us. It wasn’t until she reached this point of clarity that she was able to set herself free; a butterfly on the draft of a solitary breeze.
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When you are in doubt, be still, and wait;
when doubt no longer exists for you, then go forward with courage.
So long as mists envelop you, be still;
be still until the sunlight pours through and dispels the mists
– as it surely will.
Then act with courage.
Chief White Eagle – Ponca
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