My Souls Cry
Spring air, on light breeze,
Brings the wave of starting anew.
Life abundant, in blooming,
Green and hues of pink.
Stretching towards sky,
A pulling in of sun.
The calling of new life,
As seen in nature glorious.
Feather in flight,
Of gossamer wings away.
My soul doth release,
Soaring wings in delight.
Overhead and overlooked,
Passer byes in oblivion.
This outpouring of love,
Regenerating the souls cry.
Copyright © Andrea Travis | Year Posted 2013
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