What you need is courage
to suffer through the meteors
crashing upon tarnished silver wings
and burning like the acid poison
medication for the cancer
of a sickened little bird.
But also you need a fortitude
beyond the pull of gravity,
to spread and stretch beyond dark shadows
and corners of safety and silence
for those future soarings in a foreign sky
have no safety nets or guarantees,
just the wind,
made capricious by some violent planets upheaval,
some black blizzard eruption,
singing through the ozone
with awesome power
that tosses me about in the cloud-cast rivers
that weave throughout the horizon
to which I am future bound
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