Walking on Air

 And how can I fear

the leap into the darkness?

Have I not 

been here before?

Is it not I who craves
adventure and freedom,
takes risks and is 
brave to the core?

Is it not I who stands fierce
in the midst of the storm,
alive with the 
wind in my hair?

 When all falls away,
what's left is raw strength. 
And I'll find I am 
walking on air.