To This Year and Beyond------ ! ! !

I swallow deep heavenly air,
this year not only but beyond.
And bind my own fingers
into a promise of love, to love and
listen and hear my inner harmony sing.
A caged bird so to speak, must
be released, and must rise.
To it's own heights of altitude-
where ever it flies it will calmly glide.
Calm within a volcanic fervor!
Travel to the summit, do what you must,
burn a few limbs, but learn to grow new wings...
Swallow the air that no longer tastes of fear.
Let go of just one salty tear drop, let go.
let go and take off with your new wings.

1 comment:

sphinx said...

beautifully written love dove. cheers to that!