These wings growing stronger every day
As a new wind blows from far away
Making it so easy to fly
Into the clouds that are so high
Into the sky with no fear
Up to the stars shining clear
To live amongst hopes and dreams
Dancing in the soft moon beams
To dance away in your arms
Succumbing to all your charms
Tag Archives: flying
Flying Free
2 Comments | tags: dancing, dreams, flying, freedom, high into the sky, hopes, hopes and dreams, Love, moon beams, Poetry, stars and moon | posted in Love, Poetry
Soaring Free
Oh how she aches to be free
From all of life’s tragedy
To grow wings and fly away
Into skies not touched by gray
Where she could soar way up high
Touch the sun that lights the sky
Visit the moon and the stars
Have them erase all her scars
Feeling freedom on her face
As she finally takes her place
Among the clouds, soft and white
Where she can dance with delight
But she wakes and finds again
This life that she’s trapped within
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4 Comments | tags: clouds, dreaming, flying, freedom, growing wings, Moon, Poetry, stars, sun, wings | posted in Dreaming, Poetry
Would You
“Would you cry for me
If I lost my way
Would you weep for me
If I could not stay
Would my absence
Even cause a stir
Among the masses
That are a blur”
To an empty void she posed these words
No one to hear but a few lonely birds
And as they soar so high in the air
Their soft cries fall to her with such care
Telling her that the world would cry
Through all the birds that fill the sky
If it were to find her gone
By the light of the early dawn
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4 Comments | tags: absence, birds, cry for me, dawn, empty void, flying, gone, miss me, Poetry, the masses | posted in A Little Hope, Poetry
Tension
The tension keeps me on the edge
Pins and needles cover the ledge
Making it hard to hold my ground
When it’s pain I see all around
Seeking wings to fly far away
So I can rise above the fray
And fly so far to lands unknown
Where only joy and love are grown
But without this pain how would we know
What it’s really like to feel love grow
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4 Comments | tags: flying, growing, Love, pins and needles, Poetry, tension, wings | posted in Healing, Poetry