SOARING

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 “Wind Beneath My Wings” a song by Bette Midler, old and classic. 

It was full of love. A song loaded with a message of thanks. That finally the once young and innocent eagle can finally fly and spread her wings.

It is a wish that this eagle, no matter how old, will one day be able to sing the song dedicated to her hero.

Yes, you were once my hero. “I would be nothing without you.” I thank you because now “I could fly high, higher than an eagle ‘cause you are the wind beneath my wings.”
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However, along the way when the eagle was already spreading her wings in full swing, her hero doesn’t want her bird to fly high. Suddenly the wind wants her bird to stay low. She wants a lovebird out of the eagle.

And so the eagle rebelled. She took her chance as soon as she saw an opening and once again spread her wings in full. She flew not high but far. Farther than she can fly until she lost her way back home.

Sometimes in the midst of a storm the eagle misses the warmth and comfort of her old home, but she has already lost her way back long ago.


That no matter how she misses the comfort of her hero, the eagle will continue to soar possibly higher each day until her journey ends.