P R A Y
You were born with wings, why prefer to crawl through life
― Rumi
My soul whispers
I love you
come to me take me with you
my heart wings fly to you in dreams
my spirit wanders among the lost
the lonely and simple
armed outstretched
weak and weary
pray
softly gentle thoughts given
tender hands placed
upon aching hearts
darkness is lifted
pray
spirits free and happy
dancing on a light breeze
moments of peace
so still
pray
I love you they whisper
pray
By Floreann Cawley
© 2012 Floreann Cawley
(All rights reserved)
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