Be still,
let my soul soar
over the sea,
tracing the troubled coast,
above all care.
I wish not to be
grounded.
I am a child of
the air.
Over north-western Australia. Photo by James Aitchison
Born to Fly by James Aitchison
Leave a commentBe still,
let my soul soar
over the sea,
tracing the troubled coast,
above all care.
I wish not to be
grounded.
I am a child of
the air.
Over north-western Australia. Photo by James Aitchison