Delicate are the wings we spread
So gentle is their flutter
Their rhythmic beat is never felt
As we soar high above the mire
They let us reach beyond our grasp
And to our dreams for us to hold
They lift us from our darkest thoughts
And far above the coming storm
They are our dreams and hopes
The songs that take us far away
Or the Kind words of strangers
The feel of a warm embrace
Yet we are born to yearn for more
To let desire rule our heads
And too often we chose to forget
How delicate are these wings we spread
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Author:
Daniel (
Offline) - Published: June 30th, 2016 02:29
- Category: Reflection
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You are right Daniel - and I love the ending stanza..
'Yet we are born to yearn for more
To let desire rule our heads
And too often we chose to forget
How delicate are these wings we spread'
One to ponder on for sure, clear imagery and nice flow found in the reading...Bravo my friend..Dee
Thank you Dee for you great comment
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