Like Icarus I flew too close to the sun and too far from safety my wings held by wax melted and I was left to fate.
Like Daedalus you came into my life and suddenly all that I thought was a dream impossible to attain became reality.
Suddenly I was given wings
I was taught the basics of taking flight ,
And fly I did
So high,
Too far,
Extremely fast,
The journey back down could have lead to my death and yet I still flew.
You came like a pillow, cushioned my fall, gave me a place to lay and in your arms I found a safe haven.
I did, until you coaxed me to fly again,
and despite my fear I did, knowing I could count on you to be by my side every flap of the way.
… Silly me …
I learnt the hard lessons.
This time not to high neither too low yet I lost my navigation
And hey! a flock of birds did beat me to a pulp. Too broken to flap but with enough energy to sink into deep slumber
Yet I found my self all patched up still broken,
not ready to put on wings .
Maybe like Icarus I should have given into the fall after basking in your light. Maybe I should have become one with the ocean knowing that although far, I held Apollo’s gaze as he held mine.
But I’m not as brave as Icarus, giving into the free fall when I know your touch.
