2011 - Day 230

On my back two giant wings,
Let it now be known,
One created from golden clouds,
The other made of black stone.
A Gemini, the twins each control
One half of my destination,
My life does glide both low and high
The depths of my elation.
Every morning I wake up
Not knowing where I'll fly to,
The good the bad the dark the light
To experience it all is my Truth.