First stood on the hard ground,

Staring up at the possibilities, the questions

And answers.

Then a hand is offered,

Without a glance I leap into the clear movie air.

I stay up.

Turbulence can be strong

In metaphorical skies and my fearful body

Is battered.

Calm winds guide my body,

Though I myself decide the route that I take today,

And tomorrow.

If you look you will see

Children leaping from life to life. Only some get

Pulled back down.

It is your time now, girl,

To choose to leap from the ground, your rock and home,

And Fly.