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Wings
Patricia Morse-McNeely


They come on soaring wings
In answer to my heart's cry
emptyScreeing
In answer to my heart's beat
Silver-grey, white-winged
emptySmoothly soft and sleek
Ebon heads, shining eyes,
emptyBeaks snatching
Sharing bread-bits.
Swirling, twirling
emptyLow and high

flight

Dancing 'gainst blue brilliant
White clouded sky
Above a restless sea.
Hovering, communing,
emptySilent-tongued, wing-whispers
"We are brothers, sisters, in the earth --
emptyYou and me."
I yearn and reach to fly,
emptyTo fly
With thee, with thee
Above the ever-restless sea.
empty(Oct 27, 1998)





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