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Learning To Fly

I am rising up

In this moment
Above all the sorrows and joys
Of my small world
Raising myself
Up
To a place above it all
Where I become
It All.
Suddenly there is no fear
Of the future
For I can see it all in this
Moment
And understand not how
but that the pieces of my life all fit together.
The past looses it’s grip on me
As well
As I can see what bridges need to be burned
so that there will be no going back.
I have no need for bridges as
I am learning to fly.
And as I take to the air
I can take with me the only real treasure I have found-
breath-
The fuel of my soul
Which keeps me aloft
Regardless of my earthly altitude.

-Taya

in the book Sutra Of Stars Available HereĀ 

About the Author

TayaTaya Malakian is a poet, an artist, a yogini, a mother, and a minister/spiritual advisor. She strives to bring deep wisdom, ceremony and soulfulness into every aspect of daily life. She lives in Nevada City, Ca.View all posts by Taya →