Belief

I set on the edge of the window seal

and watch the cars passing by.

wondering if one day If I will have the strength to fly

I set there wondering and waiting for the time to be right.

wondering ,waiting  for the day that I take flight.

the wind is blowing peacful and moon is full and grim

I wonder if the day that i become what i am will be thin.

I am washing all my pain away and no longer do i cry.

for the love of my child, is what gives me the power to fly.

I soar my wings like an angel, and I do not look down

for the power that i have inside me,will no longer let me drown

so through all the soulitude and rightousness that i have

is no longer full of heartache ,or selfishness or greed.

I set here in the window seal with love and belief.