i feel [poem]

i feel like flying high into the air…
i feel like soaring over the mountains and back again just because i can…
i feel like i’m torn between seeing the trees and seeing my love…
i feel like the world spins too slow in the summer and too fast in the winter…
i feel like life’s speeding toward my future faster than i ever imagined…
i feel like dancing until i pass out, then waking up and dancing again…
i feel like chanting the rune song into the night air…
i feel like spinning in circles, hand in hand with my sisters…
i feel like all those things…
but i can’t do them…
my wings are only in my mind…
my wings can’t take me places i haven’t been…
my heart has no decision to make, as i’ll see the trees for a time no matter what,
but i’ll return to my love…
my perception of time changes with my actions of the season…
my hopes and dreams aren’t so far off anymore…
my rhythm in my body doesn’t have that kind of stamina…
my spirit doesn’t know the rune song well enough to sing…
my sisters are far and wide, sprinkled across the earth…
i may not be able to do those things…
or maybe i can…
what are dreams for anyway?