the gift of flight...

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Remembered Wings
Robert Montgomery


My mind wants to wander
free from my own restrictions
released from this bondage
of who I think I need to be.

My soul wants to play
touching sunbeam to sunbeam
open to this truth
of who I am really.

Light,
Truth
Compassion,
Understanding

Love.

Looking out
with soft eyes
and a gentle smile
of peaceful acceptance

upon a world
of angels
still remembering
they have wings.