Icarus

Icarus

And as I walk underneath the silver stars

Unaware of the bustling street cars

Breathing, again, the peach flavored sky

I remember the time that I could fly

It was a calm night, such as this

And it started out as nothing more than a wish

But slowly I fell out of myself

As the waves lapped upon the ocean shelf

Then faster; there was something amiss

But my mind was too cluttered to realize the bliss

Was it the wind that I first realized

That I felt with my hand when I opened my eyes?

Or was it the sound of the billowing sea

Loudly strumming its crests, waiting for me?

Ah, yes. There was definitely something calling my name

But the clouds all around me just sounded the same

When I first looked down from my gathering height

The silhouetted city stared back, to my fright

But no matter how hard I tried to find peace with my lies

The city kept glaring with its glossy black eyes

I never felt safe with the sight at my back

I couldn’t hide from the memories I needed so much to lack

I couldn’t run, no matter how hard I tried

But the worst of all was that I wasn’t able to hide

The ocean beneath me seemed to mock my attempts

As it lazily flowed to the city, to my contempt

It was then that I discovered my marvelous escape:

I stopped, to clear my mind of the thick, troublesome drape

I stopped with the worries, stopped with the pain

Stopped all the heartbreak pouring down on me like rain

I stopped with the stress that tore at my mind

I stopped it all, and left it all behind

And then! Oh how wonderful it was to see

My problems all plummet, dropping very quickly

And I could fly! I was free!

I never again felt like I was chained to a tree

And the places I found! The things I heard!

The things I tasted, and saw, and explored!

It was relieving to my heart

To at last have a chance for a new start

And as I walked underneath the silver stars

Not thinking of the busy street cars

Breathing, again, the peach flavored sky

I remember the time that I could fly

Oh, I remember the time that I could fly

~Trevor Howell