Had I the Movements of the Inward Crane
Had I the movements of the inward crane,
That darts in rhythm between the lunar tangle:
My patience would go amiss
For such ascension bound to the solar rays.
And the earthly shores
That utter contempt and fold back the might
Would hear the quiet, sweet inhale
Before they crumble away at the song of the flight.
I will rest myself by the ocean
And know the lulled lapping of water,
That is ever present in my ear;
Comes from the force of two majestic wings spreading breath.
Or the leaves that sway about my feet,
Are the feathers that come blissfully to greet.
Shined energy, vivid, radiant sky
Let your embrace bring forward this light.
For we still stilt as pained as statues
When you are yet to extend your arms
And soar above this stage
Into the ethereal sight.
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