I run, I leap , I soar in the weightlessness of freedom. Wind rips through my hair with the force of realized liberty to my soul.
Reckless, yet fully in command , I plunge headlong and single minded into the mission. There is no turning back, no reconsideration. With fearless determination, my eyes are fixed. My talons wait expectantly for their target, and with sure, solid aim, I extend my full reach to lay hold of the prize that was set before me.
Praying I bring honor to the One who sent me forth, and pride to those whose servant I am, with readiness from the stiring of my nest, my leap is both ordered and voluntary. I accept my fate knowing that many have lept and met their end on the brutal rocks below, while others, having the strength of maturity, taste the victory of soaring into that for which they were created.
Believing in the call, my goal is not to remain intact, but to finish well having given my all. Without reservation, and great anticipation, I run, I leap.....