Her wings so beautiful, strong and free,
She soars the skies waiting to see.
The wonder, the mysteries that hold the night,
Mysteries so hidden, locked up tight.
But she can see the secrets untold,
Her eyes see the beauty about to unfold.
For she is the keeper, her soul is free,
She can be anything she wants to be.
The night beckons her soul to fly.
She is at peace as she glides so high,
Through the hidden secrets unknown,
And as she spreads her wings, the secrets are shown.
Secrets of how she became so free.
Secrets of beauty that let her be,
So pure, so graceful, so strong in her flight,
For as she saw through her darkness, she entered the light.
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Soft with dreams
While reading this poem I felt being taken to the soft land of dreams, lines are beautiful and makes me feel high, delighted to read this, thanks for sharing.
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