To Soar Again
August 9, 20161 min readen
Michael D. Davis
As a child I'd dream that I could fly. I willed myself into the air with a mere thought which took me into the sky, soaring, free and full of joy. It was exhilarating! Thinking about it now still stirs a special place in my soul.
There was a catch. If I let even the slightest thought of the impossibility of being able to fly cross my mind, I would come quickly back down to earth and would be unable to soar again in that dream. I remember waking up frustrated wondering why this was so.
I now know why and I am able once again to fly.
© Michael D. Davis 2016
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