Tags
angel wings, destiny, eagle feathers, lifetimes, love, romance
What path,
what dusty trail,
my destiny decided
(lifetimes ago)
of people met,
places traveled,
people yet to meet,
places yet to go.
Touch (untouch)
in dreams create
eagle feathers,
angel wings,
radiant light in darkest night,
from depths of sorrow
to love ignite.
Archer, warrior,
songster, chief,
(signals smoke
across the sky).
The raven spoke,
to her I listened —
together, forever
we will fly.
I love this piece, Dennis, especially the last stanza. 🙂
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Hi Angela,
This is a poem where the words just came out. I didn’t question, or try to make sense of them, I just let them be. The last stanza is also my favorite, it speaks of a forever love that has a personal meaning for me, but one to which everyone can relate.
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