Broken Wings
Broken Wings
Like a rock falling faster and faster
the force of gravity
reaches out it's arme
and only a second later
someopne lies upon the ground
skin ripped open bones broken
all the was
is now only shattered pieces
that must some how
be picked up
and put back together
when broken wings mend
change
must
follow
tears dry up and vision becomes clear
feet once again
find themselves
planted on solid ground
and taking flight
no longer seems
just a childs fantasy
step by step
forward motion is made
and fear leaves
finding no place in the heart
when broken wings mend
one must consider flying again
the hand of determination
can be used
to brush off
the dust of stagnation
The waters of patients
can be used
to wash away
the dirt and grime
of desires
to
give up
give in
and quit
when broken wings mend
we can begin to understand
what it is
to become and old man
or and old woman
and still be striving for perfection
having fallen from the skies
that we call life
many times
we can begin to compreheand
what is ment
having heard the wise say
when broken wings mend
one
must
consider
flying
again
written by
The Poet Michele Dalton
Copyright © Michele Dalton | Year Posted 2011
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