To Kiss the Sky

To kiss the sky

with unborn wings,

draped in a gossamer ethereal raiment,

as lingerie of light

shimmering in stardust vision,

eagle flight taken by spirit,

rides the current of ancient voices,

hearing the pleas from past,

those memories and loves vaporized,

a bond of astral wedding taken to karmic plain,

serenity coming from oneness discovered in identity to past.

Oh sing the heart that embraces

a golden plume of Heavenly sails,

drifting a new direction through midnight's longing

upon a silky sanguine thread of calm,

lifted ever higher and in deeper gazes of peace.

By the mind's inner eyes, awakening to truth,

essence is transformed into a dove

given air to glide on healing's winds,

birth comes to the angel who was sleeping,

love spreads its feathers to greet the sun

rising for first time within.

Death no longer feared as final solo,

senses feeling the aviary lure to live beyond sorrow's gravity,

in realm where tranquility and forgiveness

blow across the hatchling from rapture's eternal egg,

while dreams unveiled by God,

paint the clouds of promise upon the eve,

and divine lips caress the being turned into bird of faith.