A thousand soaring birds of flight
coming into the fields of early light
their wings are illuminated as they come
a thousand upon the frozen ground
They bring in every sway of dance
the truth of a creator who calls them home
Amidst the noise of city dwellings
cars and horns and indifferent fellows
I see their strength in numbers of love
following one another in patterns of arrows
pointing the way to home and when one wearies
grows tired of the journey
and falls back
another will come and support the effort
together they carry on to the next earthly night
resting side by side
in fields under stars
To awaken before dawn and carry their hearts
towards the day
together
a thousand upon the frozen ground
they will rise ever onward
a thousand soaring birds
in early light
Crowns the earth
Very good Lynn. As we need to come along to help each other when we get weak and tired of the long, hard journey. Reminds me of the song - Wind beneath my wings. Keep soaring high above the turmoil my friend. We will make it! :) Love and hugs <3
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