23 Friday Oct 2015
Posted in Poetry
Tags
acceptance, angels, blessings, cherokee, guides, light, love, nature, soul, understanding
red tail
and we won’t be long
for the keeping
fingerless wings
brushed into dawn
by ten thousand
mornings
lifetimes beyond
the promise of heaven
eternity come
as the first boughs
were broken
this measure
of love
as arms to surrender
light from above
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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Beautiful images conjured here. 🙂
A part of us reaches always for the skies. ❤
Let’s just be careful….not too over-reach. 😉 Hugs1
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Hawks are a favorite. Beautiful descriptions!
There are several in the trees along my back fence row. They offer solace to the dreamer in all of us.
To open up to eternity, knowing we are there already …
To recognize our first breath in all that come after, returning to the place we never left. Thank you, Peter.
Beautiful, Bobbie. Brings the mind to an inner peace and calm. …….xo
I think of hawks as swimmers riding an endless tide of dreams….