Soaring, Summer 1995

To finally be at one with nature;  Connecting.

Angels kept me from my demons

And now encourage me to develop my own wings

So that I may fly for myself.

Soar.

I am at peace with my surroundings;

Embrace the warmth and love offered.

I recognize goodness and try to reproduce it –

To share it with others.

I appreciate the present for its own sake,

And welcome the future with open arms.

Soaring.