Billowing Wings

Standing on the cusp of reason

adjusting to the light

winds billowing

beneath alabaster wings

feathers aligned

heart ready to soar

yet you stay

hovering on the edge of reason.

Unseen chains

clanging on ankles

weighted down regret

understanding not your vision

clouds of fear.

Unload the turmoil

release baggage of self

can't kiss the sun

if feet never leave the ground.

Coast on the wind sweet one

trust your spirit to soar.

Hope is your compass

your guide to freedom

self realized

Whole

Fly to the light you reflect.

Your smile is brighter than the sun.

Embrace your place

soar beyond your view.

Nothing more precious to give

than your sweet love