Friday, October 24, 2014

Fallen


Fallen

I am wounded 
I am weak 
I am not alone.

Scooped up
Made warm and welcome
Earth dug deep with candles lit
Your love nourishes me.

Gracious nestling
In your family's home, 
your heart, your lives, your land.
Just now this way 
I am safe 
I can crow 
I am made stronger 
in your light.

Fly away fly away 
I am going to fly away
Destined to glide high
To soar and to make my own nest.

On the bits of love 
you placed in me.
You give my wings their wind.

~ Dedicated to all the Chapmans who keep me, nourish me and give me wings.

Who does this for you?

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