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I see you flying above the world,

feathered wings glistening

in the April sun,

set free in joyful abandon,

confident and assured

because you now know

what it is to land.


Flying is such joy

when you have found

the one tree

that holds your nest;

your home,

the one place to which

you constantly return.

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Bev Bertram
Bev Bertram
April 23, 2014 8:46 pm

Great poem David, I just love the truth and eloquence of it.
Warm love BEV

Ness Carroll
Ness Carroll
April 23, 2014 9:57 pm

As you travel the world, knowing where to land, you encourage others to do so in the very widest sense.

Brianna Yakovee
Brianna Yakovee
April 23, 2014 10:19 pm

Very beautiful David! Thank you for sharing your blessing. The love and gratitude of life shine through.

Leia Schnarch
Leia Schnarch
April 24, 2014 5:07 pm

Love the perfect presence of this poem—the one tree that holds your nest, your home… literally gets to the “heart” of the matter and what truly matters. Thank you!

Uma Faith
Uma Faith
April 26, 2014 2:40 pm

I love it!! So full of Truth and Life! I hope you’re having a marvelous journey. Love, Uma

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