by: Benjamin Foley
I thank all those who think I am crazy;
You have only ignited my fire to inspire.
I thank all who wanted me to fit into their mold;
You have taught me the value of my voice.
I thank all those who reject me;
You gave me more space to create
I thank all those that think I should be ‘smart;’
You have taught me the importance of wisdom.
I thank all the cynics;
You have made clear the wrong path.
I thank those that helped me believe.
A belief in the collective
One that finds a deeper meaning
then the sum of its parts,
One that jumps into the unknown
oblivion, falling without a yelp
or a Savior,
In order to see if it has the faith
A faith deeper than the cliff itself
A collective faith that stretches beyond comprehension
and touches the divine
Here is where wings are found
Or rather where wings are rediscovered.
For they were within me the whole time