There were Darker regions . Deeper That hid . Even from My own eye . The light Took longer . To travel there To the places . Where the spirit Fluttered . Wounded Longing to fly. . Image by michel kwan from Pixabay
To Flutter and Fly
And so we say A life without God . Though possible Is a way . Of confusion When spirit . Longs to Flutter and fly . Helped By love’s hands . And a voice That utters why. .
Fly Through the Mind
Rise in heart lifted by the spirit Who flies through the mind Carrying the soul heavenwards.
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