Imagine, Dare, Soar

Had a vision as I was working yesterday.
  I was suspended in midair, arms outstretched.
  The air rushed past my body and through my hair.

Startled to suddenly find myself in this dilemma,
  I looked back in time to find this story's beginning.
  I saw myself running up a big hill, straight to the cliff.

When I reached the hilltop, I did not hesitate.
  No, I opened my arms and ran to the cliff's edge.
  My last step on Gaia was the first step of my launch.

I dove off that cliff, arms outstretched.

And this is where I find myself,
  wind whirling all-round me,
  Gaia rushing to meet me.

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I've been here before in this life.
  I have felt wings grow, the air lift me.
  I have seen myself fly through tempests.

But, never has my material well-being
  been so precarious, so without recourse.
  My 'rainy-day' savings dry in the spring sun.

As I hurtle past them, my friends smile to me,
  'Something will work out.  Everything will be fine.'
  I smile, 'Yes, something will happen and I will be fine.'

But, I know our words hold different meanings.
  They talk of jobs and security, food and shelter.
  I speak of my soul's purpose in this mortal frame.

Watching the earth rush toward me, I know
  that whatever happens, I will not hit the ground.
  Because you see, this is not the journey of a mortal.

It is the journey of a soul embodied in dirt-made-flesh.
  I don't control the wind or gravity or whatever may come.
  So, my body may smash into Gaia, but my soul will take flight.

So why, you ask, did I dive off the cliff in the first place?
  I dove because I had a vision and an opportunity to live it.
  I dove because it was mandatory to make this vision a reality.

So, I am midair now, wind blinding me, Gaia approaching.
  My arms are outstretched, my soul feels peace and gratitude.
  I am living this life with everything I have, with every last breath.

Imagine, dare, soar