Brayden Flannery

I rise above the sun,
my wings swaying through the morning air.
The wind is my chum,
when I fly underneath the sun.

I glide above the forests,
dipping over rivers that sparkle like silver.
No branch can trap me,
no fence can hold my spirit.

The warm weather speaks to me,
and I answer with a joyful chirp.
Every gust of wind is a song,
it brings me to where I belong.

I chase the horizon,
leaving all worries on the ground.
The world stretches endlessly—
I explore all I have found.

I am limitless, alive, untamed,
But I used to be chained.
I escaped the matrix, and now I am free
to soar through the world as I’m meant to be.