On The Wings Of An Eagle My Spirit Takes Flight - Abiding In Love

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Soul Flight

Suspended, soaring high above the earth,
A part of every passage, death and birth,
The press of heaven, weightless on my wings,
I sing.

Within, an echoed chorus joins my song,
In soundless cries and whispers to belong,
To majesties, beyond this fragile form,
I wing.

Embedded, are the urgings to take flight,
On inner wings of breath, and faith, and light,
To cede my stance, within creations dream,
And be.

Upon the sighs of ages as I glide,
Beyond the clouds, and infinitely wide,
Within the spiral flights of spirit realms,
I see.

To rest, within the breast of love's desire,
To pulse, within creations base and fire,
To find, that which is boundless in between,
I live.

No words can touch, nor wing caress this course,
No hand, nor mind, manipulate this force,
That thrives, within both physical and source,
To give -
And give alone.
 

Deanna

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