The Nudges Of Flight

Winds of lips that help me fly,

awake the eagle in my heart

make me know the feathers

I thought had fallen away

are still apart of who I am.

 

To blow love’s breath

across my soul

with soft and tender breezes

like a mountain air

they lift and encourage

ever helping me to still believe

somewhere in the sky

there waist a place

to write my name.

 

Though at times

they truly have to lift me up

 when doubt makes me

feel so bottom heavy.