Wont you tell me more of your endless flaunt With your wings in the gale, trapped in love maze Wont you tell me next, of warmth of your nest And the shelter you made, in those days when it rained Did not ye believe then heaven was, Not in skies but in nest of straws Did not ye dance in dignity, To the sound of bitter sweet symphony And how in your grace you fluttered, Up to the peaks where winds muttered; Seen not such beauty in heaven nor earth What gave his wings such graceful birth In all its pride his wings uttered Love gave us birth so we could flutter Through the days, storms and gloomy nights Conquering the unconquerable heights .... to be continued
Posted on: Fri, 12 Sep 2014 17:48:08 +0000