nimitzbrood (nimitzbrood) wrote,
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Wings...

September 2, 2009 9:01 PM 9/2/09

Once I used to believe that only birds had wings....

That the stubs on my back were meant for other things...

Then one day with opened eyes
I looked up to the open skies
I realized the simplest of things
That all of us have the greatest wings

Man or women, adult or child
Calm and tame, or fevered and wild
Our wings still open weak or strong
They carry us high when things go wrong

        A Goddess with feathered wings
        A Beldandy if you please
        A God with leaves that whisper sing
        Heads held high or on our knees

The skies they open, the dark clouds away
And the wings they open, shining in day
Black or white, feathered or bat grey
All of them open to escape or to play

        A Goddess with feathered wings
        A Beldandy if you please
        A God with leaves that whisper sing
        Heads held high or on our knees

So remember well hold your wings dear
No one but you can keep them spread clear
And with your wings and hearts white hot
Help those with wings they've forgot

For you and I are...

        A Goddess with feathered wings
        A Beldandy if you please
        A God with leaves that whisper sing
        Heads held high or on our knees

So fly....high....
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