The Forgotten Wing

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A forgotten wing was her redemption that day, riding the line, too close to despair. She needed the mountains.

She pulled the car over, got out and lifted her hand, wanting to split open the sky….

to see all the stars and suns of the night, to discover the unknown, the whirl

of the earth’s rotation. And maybe even find that lost soul of who she was before.

“Not strong enough just yet.” she said out loud……While she pulled the clouds away, unable to open the blue.

That forgotten wing did encourage her though, and she decided one day she would know who she was,

and she would dance in the galaxies, even in the middle of the day…..

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies

40 thoughts on “The Forgotten Wing

  1. I understood every single word you wrote…….I have felt those exact feelings, sensations and desires………this is outstanding and has put words into feelings that I could never express properly.

  2. Beautifully written Nico, I love the imagery of pulling the clouds away before being ready to open the blue 🙏

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