How?
How am I to fly
If I don’t have wings?
My feathers fall
Slipping like tears
Into water
I was not meant to soar
But to sink below the depths
Where light cannot reach
That calm darkness becomes my home
It is where I shine
A shimmering light
That is only seen
Because of the dark
Words: ©2018LCR
Image: No Claim
In darkness there can be light ... this is lovely.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much.
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