I'm reaching for the stars

I'm reaching for the stars. Even when my feet are stuck on Earth. 

Even when I'm physically weak. Even when gravity pulls me down. 

My mind is set up in the sky. Over the clouds, over the obstacle that tries to hold me back. 

I'm flying, letting my body ease a bit more. I'm as gentle as a feather, as graceful as a bird. 

My wings are invisible to everyone; my imagination created them for me and no one else.  
For a moment, I open my eyes and realize the truth.  I'm back to Earth again. My feet are standing on the solid ground. 

My eyes are blended by the strong sunlight. 
However, I'm smiling; my mind is set up in the sky.  I'm filled with hope; I won't ever let my mind get pulled down by gravity nor society.