Wednesday, May 1, 2013

wings

the feathers are sullen until they are golden
they have some rhyme
they have some reason
they even have a season
spring summer winter fall
wings with feathers from ancient eras
these ancestors blessed you with them out of gratitude to you
for carrying the torch
do you carry their torch?
do you take the wings and insert them into your back
and trailblaze them down your arms and prepare for lift off?
can you see the earth from that view?
these ancestors lent you their DNA
so you may choose
when and how
to use
your wings

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