Stretch My Muscles - Freestyle II

I Fly High

The low road, the road most travelled

The high road, the road travelled by champions

Olympians and now new millennium politicians

The low road where the little play and the little squander

The high road; where we don't ponder, we decide

We make changes in the world in which we abide

Soaring beyond the clouds with minds set on prosperity,

longevity; pressing toward the mark to become a better you, become a better me

I can see clearly from up here

Taking chances, taking risks, taking life by the wrists

Leaving the past in a cloud of rain to fall on the 

haters that wished you pain

Beauty for ashes and dust to dust

The past is dead and life with wings as an eagle is a must

The low road can't sustain my high hopes

I put distance between me and she, me and he

To explore the air up there, up here

in a heaven of dreams. When I rest I float.

The low road, the road most travelled

Popularity abounds on the ground.

The high road, the road travelled by champions

I fly high, sometimes solo...in the sky.

"The happy heart runs with the river,

floats on the air, lifts to the music,

soars with the eagle, hopes with the prayer." - Maya Angelou

Verse for the Day: Job 4:4

Poetically,

Kristen Lauren