My WIde Wings: Poem

 

Unfurling my wide white Wings

I take my flight to high Winds

The land took commotion though

But the sky is rough too… I know

I pause for a while

& thought for while

Maybe taking siege was never my territory 

But in aiming high lied my victory

For storms may tear and clouds may hide,
Yet courage blooms on the other side.

The earth may whisper, “Stay with me,”
But my soul was born for the sea of sky — free.

So I rise, not for glory, but for grace,
Leaving fear behind in its fading trace.

For every wound the wind may bring,
Still teaches me how to truly sing.

Zahra Huma

Oct 09 2025