Flight, the Mother who embraces us. Flight, the Mother who sets us free. For Flight's sake, I will spread my wings on the sky and offer my highest prayer. I will stir the good winds, I will chase the fierce storms from heaven. I will make all paths gentle, above and below. I will lift my kin who have wings that tremble And sing well to my kin who pass others with respect. The ones flying free, I will never take their wings, Or act as if I know the best path for them to fly. To these ends, as Heaven asks me, I will take in breath, and dive from the cliffs, Offering my body and soul to be carried as the wind wishes, Until the last feather falls.
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Flight, the Mother who embraces us.
Flight, the Mother who sets us free.
For Flight's sake, I will spread my wings on the sky and offer my highest prayer.
I will stir the good winds, I will chase the fierce storms from heaven.
I will make all paths gentle, above and below.
I will lift my kin who have wings that tremble
And sing well to my kin who pass others with respect.
The ones flying free, I will never take their wings,
Or act as if I know the best path for them to fly.
To these ends, as Heaven asks me, I will take in breath, and dive from the cliffs,
Offering my body and soul to be carried as the wind wishes,
Until the last feather falls.