Maybe bravery isn’t even bravery,
it’s these foolish thoughts meant to stray you
from the path of a “satisfying” (uneventful) life.
And suddenly you’re off your feet and
the ground seems to be shrinking.
Perhaps flying isn’t really flying,
but worries being set free.
“The sky is grander than it seems from the ground.”
It’s expanding but it’s also somehow only just around you?
Oh, how your eyes widen and the awe becomes these gusts, determined not to disappoint.