Fly if you can... it's a very long climb.
Talking To The Goddess
For the love of Her
I have taken this moment
and ensouled our song
of love as I see
the truth of all the far sky
as if you could fly
just like that instead
of shifting shape as we must.
You a bright birdsong,
me a raven's call,
we wing our way to heaven,
whisper in Her ear.
January 4, 2011 11:00 AM
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The chicken crossed the road. That's poultry in motion.