Life's Destination

Through the sky, high I fly.

Like a bird caught in the jetstream.

I fly away from home and it's misery.

Light on a branch i begin to ponder.

Where am I heading? WHere am I going?

Long I think, I see not the cloud approaching.

Thunderous, loud, the lightening strikes.

The flashing tendrils ominous, omniscient.

My demise is at hand it seems.

Shelter, home, tis far away.

I breathe in deep, to clear my mind.

With that breath I can now see.

Smell the air, fresh and clean.

The rain is washing away memories.

The heated lightening burns my obstacles.

Like a festering sore has been removed.

My conscience is free, I take again to the sky.

My destination unknown yet entirely obvious.

I see the ephemeral souls of the damned.

They glisten darkly below me.

They reach out to drag me into their damnation.

But hell is only a figment of your imagination.

No flaming pit, no eternal suffering.

True hell is not knowing when to escape.

My veil has been lifted and from them I escape.

An epiphany of sorts, I have found my hope.

The world still spins on its axis.

Life goes on, even as it would without you.

Life goes on and away I fly.

Finally free from the fetters of depression.

I have found my true destination.

It isn't a utopia, a paradise, or even a place.

My true destination is the destination every human seeks.

Happiness, contentment, that is the destination we all seek.

And so I wing on, growing closer and closer.

The winds shift constantly, to blow me astray.

But I find the strength to continue the right way.

Now it's your turn my friends.

It's your choice, but tell me now.

Do you have the strength to make it?

It's your choice now choose.

Swim, walk, run, fly. or dream.

It won't be so hard as it seems.

With me overhead flying high.

Protecting you all the while.

So that we might escape.

So that we might be free.

To live in peace eternally.