If I Were a Bird

I’d
spread wings like the majestic eagle
to soar high in the sky, where no
earthbound being can
creep upon the Quietus
of my spirit.
~
I’d
fly in and out through 
the comforting caress of
fingertip laced clouds,
praying for the fall
of a summer’s rain
to wash away any
traces of my
passing.
~
I’d
tiptoe past the eyes of dawn
and bask beneath twilights fade
reminiscing on me, myself and
I…
when I once dreamed…
had faith, and believed.
~
I’d
run to the edge of
eternity just to 
 die inside and
be reborn again
within the arms 
of His Shine.
~
I’d
renew myself in the awe-ness
of life… inking star kissed
verses… heralding my
return… but for
now, I’ll just
 lay here
 and
 be.
 
 

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