Sometimes you can feel as if your metaphorical wings are beating and beating trying to keep your heart aloft in this journey known as life.
You have kept yourself aloft through a myriad of difficulties and still you have not stopped your flight of belief.
I wonder at times if we give ourselves the credit we deserve for living the lives we have crafted, often from sheer will, determination, and hard work.
At times, this generation of flight and fight are needed.
But a time also arises, if you ever watch some birds in flight, that a thermal current wafts upwards to carry one home.
Perhaps for today, you can rest your wings, and feel the support of the beautiful thermals in your life lifting your heart effortlessly.
Those parts of you that have followed your flight in life and are ready to keep lifting.