When the Wind Filled My Wings

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I was descending when the wind filled my wings,

eyes closed, sensing my spirit

going further than I had ever known

prayer shifting, balance

returning, but I knew the river

was never ending,

it was then my eyes filled

with tears.

I let go

of my talons.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

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