
Sunset Flight
Let her soul roll out, unfold, take glorious billowing shape, wings out,
Golden light fill her sails, rise up in her like a multi colored patchwork balloon
touching down on water for skimming glimmering shining refreshment and
soar off to wild flight, tipped on wind's tilt, visions of squinting vistas,
and fast flying eyes glowing in summer sunset light...
2 comments:
I can feel my spirit floating through this amazingly beautiful canyon on the word- wings of this lovely poem ; they flow together in sweet harmony.
March 18, 2009 8:58 PM
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