The Light Of Wings

When wings are spread
You can see everything underneath them.
When wings are spread
Light is able to shine.
When wings are spread
Everything underneath them is allowed to spread, too.
You see, all the wings
Are the way through to the clouds.
Wings can fly.
As we forget we can,
We think the clouds don’t move,
That they are always just there.
Yet above the clouds, the sky is actually blue.
The light is there without obstruction
As the rainbows shine after the rain.
The light is always there waiting for you to find it.
We all have wings.
We just forget we can fly.
We think our wings don’t work
As we forget we have dreams
And live in the “Have To’s”
Instead of “Want To’s”.
“Want To’s” can rule.
Your smile can shine.
The light is above the clouds
And the clouds can be flown through.
Nothing is as it seems.
Nothing is as it is seen.
Everything has a way of working
And we always have the choice.
It is funny that we forget how much we know.
And even when we forget,
If we just used what we knew already,
We could live in our dreams
And that dreams are meant to become a reality.