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A Broken Wing

by susan Q miller © 2008

A broken wing, a broken shell, 

        candlelight, the incense sweet

              Upon my altar.

A broken heart, a broken dream,
,              the memories will not mend.

Before day breaks, I alone, the healer, must dream, new dreams,

         Or make old dreams new

                And fly on the wings of faith

   Into my future – today –

           Before night falls, before I miss an appointment with my soul.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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