I have Wings

 

I have wings, Not made of steel

Made of light and my sheer will

the breath of glory and absolute zeal

Flutter like a hurricane, my dreams fulfill

I have wings that will carry me high

No matter how you try to break

Them, they rise higher toward the sky

While you in fear and defeat still quake

I have wings that span the horizon and beyond

To where eagles cry and build their nests

None can break my eternal bond

To the mountains where at last I could rest

On their peaks hidden among clouds of rain

They softly weep yet my voice is thunder

When faced with this excruciating pain

Anguish cutting my heart asunder

My heart is breaking still I have wings

I defy this torment and gloriously rise

On the mountain tops I am the king

My rebirth as an Eagle, or my Human demise

Maxwell O’REILLY