When the wildness in me found
the wildness in you, we burned
like smokeless fire,
licking and lapping, leaping, and bounding
Wildly free.
Our wings opened up and we flew,
to the sky, soaring and tumbling, we knew,
that the unexpected would become the familiar
and all our fears and concerns would be lost.
As we floated
on barges of feathery clouds.
As we rose to greater heights,
our spirits still roaming free,
we knew that we’d get too close to the sun
and our Daedalus wings would finally melt.
We agreed that we’d take the fall.
Such exhilaration
Was worth paying the ultimate price.
So time has come for us to wait,
for the next time that you and I will meet,
when the wildness in you finds
the wildness in me once again.
Chevvy's diary 
This is just magnificent Chevvy… I love it. “Daedalus wings”… Brilliant.
And yes… it’s worth the price.
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I feel exhilirated when I write like this because all too often, the face we have to show in our daily lives straight jackets us. I once studied James Joyce’s “Portrait of an artist as a young man” and was reminded of the the attempt at escape and the freedom of Daedalus and Icarus. Many a time my successes in life have come from doing what people say I cannot do:-) I even surprise myself 🙂
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