Soar

I soar in the wind.  Free from worries.  Free from cares.  It is not the wind that bears me.  It is me, riding on the thermal currents.  I make flight happen; not the wind.

I am the master of my destiny.  Not the wind, not the sun, not the elements.

I have been created to rule the skies.

And so I do.

Others will emulate me; and try to fly like me.  But they are merely imitators and they will never be me.

When I soar, I become an inspiration for others.  I will shine.  Not just for them, but for myself as well.