you, of breath and sky, I call soar.
cradle the swallow of air in your lungs.
weave your song into ribbons you leave
marking presence. your wings tipped with
whispers someone will one day softly drop
in your ears. these steps and stones, bare bones
are a soft place to land. settle. here is
where you will find flight, gather foundation.
dusk deepens, do not be afraid of night. there
is a time for rest, in wild violet twilight where trees
grow tall from wondering. morning breaks soon
enough, still your beating, still. your eyes leave
petals in the dawn of the world. at length, the sun stretches.
take your flightless arms and reach. this is when you
take heart to sky and find home beating inside you,
light like stars. this is a song you alone sing.
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