
Photo: Candace Kubinec
In Flight
Life me up
For I have spiraled, wingless
In whirls of worldly matter
That do not matter
Much to me
Cradle my heart
For I have stumbled, tumbled
To humble places
Grant me peace
And let me fly
Photo: Candace Kubinec
In Flight
Life me up
For I have spiraled, wingless
In whirls of worldly matter
That do not matter
Much to me
Cradle my heart
For I have stumbled, tumbled
To humble places
Grant me peace
And let me fly
Feather me, hawk
To help me see
Feather me, crow
Please balance me
Feather me, dove
To nurture and love
Feather me, bluebird
With joyful words
Feather me, eagle
To make me wise
Feather me, seagull
In freedom, I’ll fly
Feather me, falcon
To heal my soul
Give me my wings
To make me whole
A late response to Victoria’s poetic prompt, “Come Fly With Me”
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If all is well
Do we pray?
Praise the spirit
We so openly honor
Find the time
That we have been gifted
To thank, to touch
If all is well
Do we stay?
In the moment
That speaks to us clearly
Hold it close
As the last it may be
For joy, for hope
If all is well
Do we know?
Pain and suffering
Swirling beneath jaded hearts
Eyes of steel
Secretly begging
For comfort, for love
If all is well
Do we bow down?
To our maker
Fathom our fragility
Bold yet brittle
Filter fabrication
Into purity and grace