Leaving the world--unfinished business--and no one's crying
In reality we need someone who helps us fly; gain new perspective
Understand even when things seems bad, we have no clue from what we're being protected
And the things we're being subjected only make us stronger
So when we get him, the heart has already grown fonder
But what if we never reach our destination
What if we miss our chance what if we miss our blessing?
Not sure that's possible but we have to step out on faith
Hope the air catches our stride like breathes bait
And when turbulence hits it's more like growing pains
A necessary evil to build resistance. Now we see gains
Strange how point of view changes perception
What we think is the end He deems as conception
Troubled waters isn't the object, but the bridge over it is
Dying is fearful, but to fly is to live.
My thoughts during my flight to the city of angel. 1-6-16
