An Amazing Piece of Very Big Sky

Tell me where
       Where is it written
                    What is it I'm meant to be?
                                         That I can't dare . . .

It all began the day I found

That from my window I could only see

A piece of sky.

I stepped outside and looked around.

I never dreamed it was so wide

Or even half as high.

The time had come

To try my wings

And even though it seemed at any moment I could fall,

I felt the most

Amazing things

The things you can't imagine

if you've never flown at all.

Though it's safer to stay on the ground,

Sometimes where danger lies

There the sweetest of pleasures are found.

No matter where I go,

There'll be memories that tug at my sleeve

But there will also be

More to question, yet more to believe.

Oh tell me where?

Where is the someone who will turn and look at me?

And want to share

My ev'ry sweet-imagined possibility?

The more I live 

The more I learn.

The more I learn 

The more I realize

The less I know.

Each step I take -

(Papa, I've a voice now!)

Each page I turn -

(Papa, I've a choice now!)

Each mile I travel only means

The more I have to go.

What's wrong with wanting more?

If you can fly - then soar!

With all there is,

Why settle for

Just a piece of sky?

Papa, I can hear you...

Papa, I can see you...

Papa, I can feel you...

Papa, watch me fly!

(Lyrics: “A Piece of Sky” from the movie, “Yentl”)

All photographs taken by me while on my recent trip to Canada.

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