Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Lift II



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...And the tell-tale glow
Saturates the Sky
An infusion of Day Dawning
Light Returning
Life Coming Back

Flooding Golden and Rose
The Heavens I look into
Lift into...

Beloved Wings
Which have borne me,
Bear me still,
Become me,
Live, Move, and have Their Being in me
Beautifully

Thus We fly
Indistinguishable
In unutterable sacred union

Headed into this horizon
With healing on Our Wings
For Such A Time As This
For Whosoever Will
For All who would know
The Incomparable Gift,

I Become

Flight...

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"As an eagle stirs up its nest, hovers over its young, 
spreading out its wings, taking them up,
carrying them on its wings, so the LORD alone led him."
-Deuteronomy 32:11

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