Fly Like an Eagle

Keep your feet on the ground as you reach for the sky
It’s not sin to fail till you fail to try
When bad seeds are planted, the harvest is thin
You can’t fly like an eagle on the wings of a wren

Jilda and I wrote this a few years ago and tonight I was flipping through our old files looking for inspiration and the folder fell open to this song.  I had forgotten about even writing it.  We didn’t write that many songs last year, but over the past ten years we have been quite prolific.  
What these words mean to me is that you stay grounded in your pursuit of your dreams. You’re going to fail sometimes.  Edison, they say, failed over 10,000 times before he invented the light bulb.  When someone asked him if he got discouraged when materials didn’t work and he was exuberant in answering “no, I’ve found something else that doesn’t work.”  Edison could not conceive of quitting.  
We have written songs for many years and we’ve driven to Nashville, flown to New York, and California and play our songs for many people.  We have had a little success with our music, but we’ve had a lot more rejection.  Someone said to us once “I think I would just quit,” but I can’t imagine NOT writing songs and stories and columns.  Whether we ever get rich is immaterial.  I/we write for the simple pleasure of writing.
I hope you all have something that you truly love and I hope you do it with all your heart.