The Rudiments of Wings
Upon your wings,
You soar high up,
As far as the wings can carry,
No obstruction to meander,
No obstacle to scale over,
The expanse of the sky is all that there is,
Until your feet find,
A home with the eagles,
An abode with the mighty.
February 21, 2022
The Rudiments of Wings (This or That Vol. 10 Poetry Contest)
Edward Ibe
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