Fly Thru The Air

Fly thru the air, fly
Fly like you just don’t care
People know the way
They want to go
Let them be, come
Come fly with me.

To shores laden with gold
All treasures never seen
Never told.

Reach for the sky
Fly, fly soaring high
Mysteries to unfold
Your life lived, your spirit
Precious and bold.

Then and only then
Will your story truly be told.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018