Thursday, December 8, 2016

There are wings upon she soars...


There are wings upon she soars

the calling whispers of the wind
the sweet songbird song
the warmth of the sun
the brilliance of the stars
the waxing and waning of the moon
the ebb and flow of the tides

There are wings upon she soars

the lucid dreams that fill the night
the palette of color
the starkness of the calling canvas
the harmonies of the heart
the beckoning of the soul 
the echo of the word

There are wings upon she soars

the grasping hand of a newborn
the knowing smile of a child
the warmth of a touch
the dream held real
the pulse that is
the pulse that is

There are wings upon she soars
There are wings upon she soars
There are wings upon she soars.

Wings In Flight, The Sounding Light Collection, 

APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi.




2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I can feel the beats of a happy heart

Rose Marie Raccioppi said...

Thank You dear Martin... orchestrated for JOY. Much love...