Expanding on what I was trying to convey in the previous poem...
or a new re-write? something like that..:) (Mysteries enlighten my shadow -Faith in a power higher, Love's way) Life grows before our very eyes yet we do not see wings sprout and feather full. Or tender arms, legs, petals inch their sighs: upward, outward, through soil and fleshing bone. The Sender... Sign in to see full entry.