- Post By: Jason Santo
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- Category: Uncategorized
- Tags: beat, birds, clouds, crows, day30, irispad, literary_imagery, poem, poetry, sept30, silhouette, sky, sunset, tree, wordoftheday, writer, writing
Beating wings pave the echo of our lost wonder. To fly. To spend a life airborne and in encumbered by the pull of this Earth’s overwhelming weight. To soar and meet the clouds, passing through their false idols and shaking wet from limbs that invaded Heaven. Known triumph, air circles, grows thin, blackens and freezes as a cosmos beckons. “Come closer to know,” the simple refrain. Bigger than understanding, lighter than breath, it’s the current pulled by celestial seduction. Beat the air with broad, fearless strokes and urge the night to overtake small bodies, consume their flight, snap bone and feather splintering need in the jaws of endless depth. Glimmering and perfect, those who touch The firmament join it, an oblivion denied by courageous folly. #irispad #day30 #sept30 #beat #wordoftheday #sky #crows #birds #tree #silhouette #sunset #clouds #poem #poetry #writer #writing #literary_imagery (at Reach)