On A Wing:

I am free to soar upon the winds

free to soar on the clouds on high

to touch the sun 

and feel her gentle warmth on my flesh so

I am the light and darkness

fading into a distant memory

as afar afield

 as the mind remembers

lifted beyond the gaze of all

to the echoes of eternity

and Angels dare lay their heads so

voices of them and us 

resounding in the currents

as I turn and turn

swooping low to pervay

the land afore me so

trees soaring and mighty

reaching their knotted arms

towards heaven

as if in rejoice

mountains on high

with their stone faces

hiding the peace they hold

age and wisdom touched with fortitude

as they cool themselves 

at waters edge of

crystal lakes of sheen glass

reflecting a thousand million diamonds

sparkling in my eyes so

perched upon a branch

I see this life pass me by

and ask

what more does one need

then the beauty of this life

stillness and peace

lifting the senses

touching the soul

as I fly free

in this beautiful blue world

of yours and mine

~