WINGS

Me_cafe_rougeby Jake Murray20 Dec 2015

WINGS

nothing is finite
all is infinite
all plays into the
Eternal
this moment
will always be here
nothing is lost
in death

with these wings
i fly to you
together we stand
on the hill top
the land stretches
unboundaried
colours
dance in the air

memories unfold
of where we trod
the flow of the river
the song of birds
celebrate the morning
winter skies
purify the spirit
we walk
with nothing to fear

feel these words
deep in your soul
gestation
let them bloom
the heart builds
bridges
where everything
is possible
sublime heaven
the peace of
the womb