I would not have soared
If it were not for you
Finding fault in my feathers
As I flew
Your doubts became my updrafts
Scrutiny sculpted wings
Lifting my heavy heart
To higher ground
I made steps
From your stone grey eyes
And they have served me well
For taking off
Propelling me gently
Into turquoise skies
~
Inspired by Gabriella’s poetic prompt for dVerse as we reflect on vocations.
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