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Sibling's redemption to revelry

On rare occassions,
When my heart is full.
I release my wings.
I swerve my hands.
Gently, I touch-
the silver-linings,
cleanse its dampen,
somewhat broken sides.

I will let the sunstar,
drive its ray of light,
dry and nourished me,
with an extra mile of strength.

Eyes close,
letting the sky's armstretch-
                                to travel swiftly,
                                                                                                        smoothly.

For a moment, I will flutter,
and remember I was once
the brother of the wind.

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Written August 10, 2007

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  • poet2angels gold member
    August 9, 2007
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    Such a beautiful poem!
    It touched my heart

    TY for entering

    Lynda