For a minute all the world can wait...

I had clicked that picture a year ago. It's one of my favourite places on earth. I'd stood there, the way I used to a few years back, feeling the wind on my shoulders watching the day gracefully giving way to the night. Just me and the deep sea,

For a minute all the world can wait...

Now when I see the picture, I don't see that line on the horizon. It seems as if crossing a thousand seas isn't enough, one needs to fly high;  there is so much more to achieve.

Seventeen in a few days and I don't know how much of my life lies ahead but I hope I reach far enough to learn how to fly.

"Can you hear it calling?

Can you feel it in your soul?

Can you trust this longing

And take control?"