19
May
Soaring
I watch the birds in the sky, free, soaring on the winds. . . and I long to be with them.
But I am still anchored to this earth . . . Gravity controls my body, holding it down. ~
However, it doesn’t control my mind and spirit. I am free to fly! To soar, turn cartwheels in the wind, walk on the clouds.
My spirit is free to roam through the galaxies, holding the hand of my Lord, worshipping my God!
