(before the wind has picked me up...)
i rest my wings, albeit temporarily.
to let my soul soar and my spirit be free, i rest it some more. in my half-existence, somehow, i have embraced my wholeness. soon, halfwinged i shall be no more. i shall take flight, unembraced. through it, i will be welcomed by freedom. my strength, i shall inhale. together with the wind that's bound to test me some more. i might bend, i might falter, but once more i shall rise and fly once more.
About Me
- barbs
- i am: a poem. a song. a sonnet.student of life.dangerously charming.reluctant hearthrob.wicked softie. poet in recluse,writer at heart.sportswriter in perpetuity.grounded romantic.reformed caffeine addict.photojournalist wannabe.closet diva.digs poetry readings.coffee talks.museum talks.nights on Bora beach.Neruda disciple.Coelho fan.frustrated rockstar.miffed painter.teacher.mentor.coach.counselor.sister.friend.
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