I thought the tree was where I belonged
Sitting beneath a canopy of branches
Nestled up against the trunk of this vast oak
Lulled to sleep by the sound of the breeze through leaves.
Never dreamed of leaving this sacred space
Too afraid of the world outside the shade of my tree
Protected from the vast wide open space
Safely squirreled away, content, and asleep.
Then one day, the sun peeked through my leafy hideaway
Spilling onto my pale, susceptible skin
Bringing awareness of life beyond this sheltered world
Replacing complacency with curious intent.
So I climbed my way up through the branches
Perching onto a strong but shaky limb
Staring out over an endless landscape of opportunities
Uncharted territory I never knew existed until then.
Then something terrifyingly wondrous occurred
As I peered out into this new, unfamiliar land
Stretching my arms in the warmth of the glowing sunlight
I discovered that I had wings.