Sorrow guarding the door
My wings hard and clipped
I could fly no more
I heard a tender call
A hand reached out
Helped me to my feet
Took away my doubt
The light dried my tears
I leapt forward with love
New wings of silk
I soared high above
As I journey onwards
I'll offer up my hand
Guide you through my eyes
Then you'll understand
2 comments:
Beautiful words ..
There can be no better feeling than the first consciousness of love. May you be blessed with the privilege of it's silken wings
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