Updated: Aug 8
Go slow for a while bird until you are aware of where you are. Running faster or escaping the road would only facilitate your nightmare. Embrace your pain at this moment. Caress it to bed Over that warmest tree that feels closer to home. You would certainly wake up to the sun With lights adjusted towards the favourably habitable direction For your flight the next day. And through your way You will meet your adventures. Dine with them crazy and a tonne. Woman, you would have flown anyway. So, Let it be in your newest hour. For now dear, fly slow on the road that hurt you and embrace the change.