domingo, junho 19, 2016

The flight is short but difficult
all parts of the self supported
only and utterly by the heart

The wind's soft touch is a song
of things past and future
promises
given as candy to a child
taken as water to the parched

As the song is freely given
the heart opens it's eyes
spreads it's wings and flies
into the open sky, filled
with hope
with touches
with promises