Tuesday, February 21, 2012

XXI: A dove falling from a clear blue sky

You flew so far and stupendously high
into the infinite and blissful sky
with white wings fluttering in golden sunlight
and small eyes vibrant and sparkling bright.

Can one indeed survive the resplendent vision
of the heavens and earth in splendid collision
at the coruscating horizon, while soaring in flight
to fly faster and farther to a more blessëd height?

O! Did you cross into the starry expanse
to greet Boötes and Orion, and venture on perchance
before swooning in ecstasy and tumbling down fast
until the wide earth received you perishing at last?

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