Oh, the freedom <\/p>\n\n\n\n
flying far above the world <\/p>\n\n\n\n
that tries to pull you down <\/p>\n\n\n\n
so detached from all the worries <\/p>\n\n\n\n
everything that used to matter <\/p>\n\n\n\n
falls away when that wind blows <\/p>\n\n\n\n
in from underneath <\/p>\n\n\n\n
and elevates you <\/p>\n\n\n\n
beyond the simple things <\/p>\n\n\n\n
when you\u2019re standing at the center <\/p>\n\n\n\n
of the universe <\/p>\n\n\n\n
and all that was and is and ever will be <\/p>\n\n\n\n
stretches out before you <\/p>\n\n\n\n
almost bowing in your presence <\/p>\n\n\n\n
when you can do no wrong. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
But oh, the pain <\/p>\n\n\n\n
when you repeat the sins of Icarus <\/p>\n\n\n\n
and the wings fall off <\/p>\n\n\n\n
and you go crashing <\/p>\n\n\n\n
down into the waiting arms <\/p>\n\n\n\n
of an earth that has no caring <\/p>\n\n\n\n
for the high so soon abandoned <\/p>\n\n\n\n
to reality<\/p>\n<\/body>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"