Soar

"Come fly with me,
above  your mountains of fears,
above your  valleys of sorrow,
above your rivers of uncertainy
to a place where you feel loved,
where dreams and moondust abound."

"Soar above it all,
knowing everything is well,
knowing soon it all will be more
than you had ever hoped it would ever be."
said the fairy at my garden gate, tonight,
and so I did...
and so it was.

Soaring I go...
and still I rise...
and still I rise...
and still I rise...
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sent to Carry on tuesday: Come fly with me by Frank Sinatra; Poet's United : sorrow;
 Dverse: open link
other prompts: Still I Rise by Maya Angelou , photo prompt: found here