Over mountains and bridges,
through a second in time.
To lift up with ease, my wings carry me,
Like lace covered patterns,
woven in feathers of metallic threads.
Wrapped in golden hues, my body floats.
Toward a sun that is radiant and warm.
Beautiful dreams take me,
to places I desire to see.
I soar ...
Red Wolf Journal Spring 2014, and a fresh start
2 years ago