To fly

Have we forgotten how it is

to fly with wings through sunlit skies,

to move past this life into a soul alive

and cast away the hurt, the pride.

Have we forgotten how it feels

to slip through clouds on silent dreams,

to float on air with out a care

and feel the peace that lingers there.

Have we forgotten how it feels

to spread our wings and know the sky

to call upon the winds on high

to move effortlessly with just a thought.

Have we forgotten the simple things

to share in this place a love so free

to gather close the sense of self

and so be able to sprinkle down to earth

abundance of a gift of life,

a thousand blessings to all we see

beneath these wings

we’ve forgotten how to fly free.

They hide within when we forget

to use the beauty tucked away

to spread the joy, the gift, the life

these broken wings can mend within

and in doing so, be able to fly again

just whisper the wish of love to all

in doing so they will rise again

and journey to the heart with glee

into the darkness, setting the light free.

My mind keeps moving to thoughts of wings, of movement and joy and this is what came out. I was searching for some pics I took in Savannah a few years back, not sure where I put them but found this image on the internet and it filled the image I needed.

Peace, love and get those wings moving my friends. Fly ❤

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18 thoughts on “To fly

  1. I think your poetry is a part of you also and that is what makes it so powerful and lasting. you have such a gift – I’m sure people say that to you a lot (I hope they do) you really draw the reader into your world and that is a very good thing xoxo

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  2. Thanks Kat, yes, the lovely weekend is a good thing, had an intense lightning storm yesterday, wished I had gotten some good pics, but was not near the water, perhaps next time😊

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  3. You don’t seem capable of a miss step in your command over poetry, you have it breathing within your quills, it’s like you own it.

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  4. I do that a lot , unintentionally of course,
    Some days get trying and to dream of having wings
    Seems to be the way to move beyond.
    Thank you Sheldon,
    Peace and flying, trying…
    Kim

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