I Rise

I rise above the heavy clouds of my self-doubt. The thunderous pounding of my wings shaped like my hopes and dreams. I screamed inside my cage of programming… the door was always open… but I had to learn how to see, so that I could set myself free.

I rise to the heavens with stunning velocity. My wings become lighter as I drop off the burden of my mediocrity. 

I soar like the unlimited potential of my imagination. My laughter reverberates joyously as the illusion of limitation fades away to wondrous manifestations.

I rise.
I rise
I rise because I learned to see myself with loving eyes.