I feel like a hurt bird
whose wings won’t fly…..
broken down by the weather,
the miles, and waves
upon waves of turbulent
air and rain, and the
unknown territory of
aiming for the desire
beyond all desires for
some safe land…..
land to fly from
land to live on
land to see the sun from…
…..land and not be (just )
on the run.
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I love your spirit and creativity Margret. What a beautiful expression and it feels like you wrote this for me…oh, how I can relate.
Love this, Margret. You are a woman of much creativity. xoDori