Breath Taking Is My Sky
Soaring through the world I can see the beauty of below
I can feel the wind as it softly moves against my wings
each cloud a different shape one more fuller then the
next, oh this beauty that unveils in such a different way.
It seems to be so large and I just one single piece of all
in place to the heavens My dear Lord this sky of blue that
holds your grace.
Breath taking and free I know I soar with in you eyes
such beauty I behold Lord I know that you are my sky.
A contest entry
- I am a bird ... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
400 points, ended February 4, 18 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
1 - 9 of 9
-
i just thought at first that of angels then later of a bird
you cast many beautiful colours and images in this poem
i like this poem just as you wrote it no parts better than another
-
This poem has great imagery and really captures the emotion of the sort of flying/soaring you've written about. I love it!
-
SO SOFT, LOVELY AND UPLIFTING!!!
Oh how I would like to be a bird to see how the world below me looks!
-
Hello my friend thank you so very much for the honorable mention and for your comment onmy words.
Alwaysso nice to enter one of your contest. God bless
Delane -
Ah..I agree with the view you painted my friend..well done indeed..
-
Amazing flow and imagery. Beautiful. There is a typo in the beginning Soring for Soaring and then the last line I know that "you're "or" you are "my sky. Blessings.
-
Nice write but "sore" should be "soar"
-
BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!
Oh I can just hear this bird saying these very things if birds could talk to us. Very soothing and lovely!
's
-
Wow um....that last paragraph i don't really know how to interpret the word choice kinds of confuses me, but otherwise well done. But you might want to work on that last bit there, Good luck!
Adding your comment:
1 - 9 of 9
