Soul's Wings

Bending beneath the shadows, In soft silhouettes, Rhythms whispering grace, Falling like heavy rains, Gentle yet incessant, Prayers prayed by the pines, Music breaking through branches, Silencing the tender leaves, Erasing the darkness, With stirrings of light, soft Knowing the whimsical nature Bold and trembling with an invitation To beauty, staring softly through the Breathless rain, calling my name Like tears call the heart and dew calls The dawn, reassuring these moments When sunrise is waiting to burst forth, There will be a silence coloring the skies In hues of promise, hope that stirs rainbows Hanging tomorrow on lines of grace, Wonders and love that will last, Beyond the morning, well into the memories Completing the soul’s victory Just beneath the shadow of yesterday Endless stories blaze beneath the autumn, September remembers the flames, Blazing shadows in shades of mysterious scarlet, Aching amber and glorious gold – whispers Caressing the moments in melancholic Blurry eyed dreams, hastening to the heavens Starlight kindling glow, intense As the poetry from breathless promises, Poetry restoring the truth, Awakening the amazing – alive Like the fires of imagination, The gripping in stargazing, elating Hearts who see beyond the flavors of yesterday, The autumn’s crisp truths, Into the everlasting wonder, Bewildered by its second chance To always – forever – bequeath hope To the endlessness, the eternal Rising to meet the misty morning With ethereal wings of peace, Released on the feathery grace Just beyond the shadows, Abiding in the heart’s halo, Remaining in the soul’s sensations, The impression – praising Him who never ends, Him who is forever And Him who will finally gather All His children, His believers – those He gave His life for, so shadows Can never have the final influence… Yes, it is love that will finally end the story It is love that makes the soul completely whole It is love that never stops erasing the shadows