staring up at a sky full of stars
by harlon rivers
just a flock of birds
in the midnight sky
rhapsody beheld in dreamful eyes ,
staring up at a sky full of stars
oh !
oh !
sweet creation !
just a flock of birds
in the midnight sky
rhapsody beheld in dreamful eyes ,
staring up at a sky full of stars
oh !
oh !
sweet creation !
what a hallowed solace
enchanting near and far
wolf moon atop
the rising wintertide ,
lies low and over head ;
halo around
the winged moon’s
old yellow aglow ,
reflecting from
a higher plateau
--- upon
the snow covered fields
of winter
and if I had a broken wing ,
lost and forgotten
in the cold fields of winter ,
who’s to say I cannot fly away ?
for love is
the greatest healer known
rise up !
rise up !
above shadowed
winter night ,
spirit of all wind
uplift the wings
of love and light ,
for love is
the foremost purpose bestowed ,
love is the greatest harmony sung
joyfully --- taking flight
jan 4th, 2015 © harlon rivers
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