Your wings have brought me here
Outstretched
Reaching the blue of infinity
Bird of beauty - you have taught me your song
Fly High
Let the wind whisper your story
As your teardrops cover the earth
Like a soft kiss
A cool night
The ivory moon
I sleep under a sycamore
Its leaves are blowing to the symphony of your life
There is no fear
Only your voice that wraps me in a starry blanket
And I dream of a stream
That transports all of your hopes
And as you reach the shore
Pebbles glow and spell your name
copyright Diane sesler 5/14/11
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