my wings
lift from their sides
the
air beneath them lift meonto the stairway to heaven
for i’ve come to this journey’s end
loved in
depths where my heart, before, didn’t know
drank
the tears of sadness until fullthe howling wolf’s soul and me sit side by side
and watch his home burn to the ground
having
heard the voices of despair
the asking
for an open hand the flow of tears for someone to care
and deaf ears to listen if they dare
as i rise
up and soar away from the mire on earth
i here
the triumphant sound of wind,the ocean waves clap and the mountains
whisper, the osprey and lion sing and roar to life
i do
not say goodbye nor wish to see you cry,
would
like to tell you why, it’s time for meto fly where the universal spirit resides
along where all our souls soon will meet
giving the color blue to the palette of the sky
A beautiful poem ... perhaps that's how afterlife is ... and the new feeling ...
ReplyDeleteHow I feel these words: "the howling wolf’s soul and me sit side by side
ReplyDeleteand watch his home burn to the ground" in my very soul. Love the lifting up into the light, away from this planet's darkness, in such a week as this has been. Beautiful, my friend.
So uplifting...beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThis is very transcendental!
ReplyDeletethe ocean waves clap and the mountains
ReplyDeletewhisper, the osprey and lion sing and roar to life
Oh that seems to be the best of places to be... I think I want to dream after reading this.
You words lift my spirit~ You write so, beautifully!
ReplyDeleteWow
This gives hope, peace to my troubled spirit. Truly beautiful
ReplyDeleteA ready soul is a wonderful miracle to behold...
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