Hello all,
I'm awfully rusty but hoping to light a fire under my balky muse through frequent exposure to good poetry here at MM. Meanwhile, Robin's "Breathe in Me" brought to mind something I was working on a couple of years ago, which I haven't posted here before. I am *always* open to critique.
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"Be a feather on the breath of God." -Hildegard of Bingen
Feather
Breathed into being by God's unbound imagination, I am the essence of everything in all creation, destined to soar on an eagle's wing above the ranges, gracefully drifting beyond the sound of seasons' changes.
I am a thread in the downy quilt, beside my brothers, sheltering nestlings from biting cold when darkness hovers. Pivotal, temporal tides may fold but not destroy me, borne on an aerodynamic lilt to guide and buoy me.
I am the spirit of east to west in acquiescence, trusting the flow of the breeze that fanned my holy presence. Once I am given to understand the art of sailing, I will return to the place of rest through God's inhaling.
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