I wish more lucky people knew
The strength and oneness of her soul!
I’m blessed to be among the few
Who see the aureole.
A soul devoted to flights,
She should be born a golden eagle.
But life is life; sometimes it bites,
They say it’s legal.
Like eagles in their drastic change,
She plucks her prior feathers out.
Renewed, she’ll reach her former range
To fly with no doubt.
August 22, 2007
Flight of Rebirth
© Copyright: Пауль Каллен, 2011
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