Drifting in the sky,
Floating on the tip of the world.

Watching the stars,
Sifting them through my fingertips.

Trying to be as one with the cosmos,
Aching to leave the ground.

Open my wings and flly through the air,
All at once to be everywhere.

Fly like a dragon,
Soar through the sky,
Leaving the world behind.

Heart made of paper,
Tattered and worn,
Beats in this breast of mine.

There they are written,
The dreams of my soul,
Aching to be made whole.

But here on Earth,
My feet on the ground,
My head up in the clouds.

I dread going back,
I wish to be here,
The closer to Heaven be near.

Lost in the sky,
Asking but why,
I must stay.

Here on the ground,
What keeps me down,
The answers I must know.

To always be searching,
The questions I ask,
That is my task.

Until in the end,
The answers I know,
Then I can go.

Cut loose the heart strings,
Unfurl my wigs, 
Taking to the sky,
I will fly!

Please remember this is a work in progress.