Tritina - Wings to Fly

Wings to fly

Icharus timidly jumped from the cliff
And looked back at his proud parent.
Daedlius knew it would work
And looked to his happy son.
Iccarus soared and flew
With the ability he never had or ever knew.

The ability he gained from the man who gave him wings of new.
Everyone, including me, is nervous when we first jump from that cliff.
Who knows if we shall fall or fly.
We must have faith in all the lessons that make up the wings from our parents.
Faith in the fact, that we have the power to soar to the sun
And deliver the grail, or write the great work.

All of us strive out on our own looking for work
Wondering, Do I know all that I think I know?.
But, usually, like Iccarus, we fly to close to the sun
Too fast, and look back at that steady cliff
With a plea for help from that forgotten parent
Who assured us we could fly

To the heights, where we now end our flight.
To the reality of life and work
and see what our parents
Have actually known
All along: the steep cliff
Is further from the water than the sun.

We climb out of the water and are warmed by the comfort of the land and the sun,
Knowing for sure we will never fly
again. We never want to jump from the treacherous cliff
And gain more bruises we've worked
so hard to mend. But now we look up and know
We would like to soar like our parents.

Now Daedlius, like all good parents,
Flies down to pick up his son.
Because all parents, just like mine, know
Their children can fly
All they need is a little experience and work,
And again we will jump off the cliff.

So, me, being a son with very wet wings,
I climb, with much work, to the top of the cliff, and fly from its peak.
My parent just winks and says I knew you could do it!