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Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
~Langston Hughes, Dreams

“Searching my heart for its true sorrow,
This is the thing I find to be:
That I am weary of words and people,
Sick of the city, wanting the sea”
― Edna St. Vincent Millay, Second April

Distant Shore

“Hark, now hear the sailors cry,
Smell the sea, and feel the sky,
Let your soul & spirit fly, into the mystic.”

– “Into the Mystic”
― Van Morrison, Lit Up Inside: Selected Lyrics

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“…. the caged bird sings of freedom.”  ~Maya Angelou

 

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“Come to the edge.”
“We can’t. We’re afraid.”
“Come to the edge.”
“We can’t. We will fall!”
“Come to the edge.”
And they came.
And he pushed them.
And they flew.

Guillaume Apollinaire,   1880-1918
French Poet, Philosopher