Post No. 891
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Wings
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To those who fly on gossamer wings,
To those whose hearts continue to sing
Despite their tears,
Despite their fears,
Despite their lonely path through dark,
They will one day be able
To soar higher than an eagle,
With stronger eyes and matching wings
When they are become as hatchlings
In the Kingdom of Heaven
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®Denise G Allen, 29 October 2015 12:23
Post No. 857
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That Flying Feeling
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About a thousand years ago
as a child running wild,
we used to ride our bikes
for miles and miles
through the countryside
and down to the ocean wide!
What freedom was this
that today’s children all miss,
no such thing as congestion
of traffic or lungs
(not to mention crime where now
life is worth less than a dime),
we would trudge up hill
and soar down dale
for all the world like an eagle on wings
swooping low and sweeping high
shouting for the wind to carry
our voices up to God in the sky,
oh to feel again the joy we felt,
the immensity of our world and
the freedom to have fun in the sun!
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©Denise G Allen, 16 August 2015 18:04
Post No. 848
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Glory
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Father raise me up,
Set me down on eagle’s wings
To soar on streams of air
High above the clouds,
Above the mountain peaks,
That I may see your glory
All laid out before me,
Witness to your majesty.
The rising of the sun
Lights the beauty of creation,
Designer of a universe
Too wonderful for words.
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©Denise G Allen, 01 August 2015 07:20
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My soul sings
With the song of the wind,
Harmonising, synchronising…
Blow high, blow low
As around the world we go
Carried as the air’s
Sweet currents flow
From the mountains on high
To the valleys below
Lift me up, lift me up…
Let my spirit soar
On the wings of the wind.
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©Denise G Allen, 19 October 2013 13:56
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He is here
Waiting in the wings
Every eye shall see Him
And every ear shall hear
The glorious music of His coming
When the veil is peeled
And He is revealed
To the eyes of mortal man
He will descend
On the wings of a dove
Clothed in raiment of purest love
And at last we can
Prostrate ourselves before Him
In utter adoration
At the total liberation of our souls
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©DGA 30 June 2012 07:40
I believe that the following is the correct manner in which to claim one’s copyright. Better safe than sorry…
© Denise G Allen 30 June 2012 07:40
A Mute Swan spreads its wings
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Standing on the edge of the world
i look out into the void
one move from me
and i’ll be history
so
i unfurl my wings
and gently
glide
back
to
s….
….a
f….
….e
t….
….y
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Image: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wing
©DGA 22 January 2012 07:14
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On the wings of the wind
I fly through the sky
and the wings of the wind
raise me up to the high-
est point of the blue
so I’m nearer to You.
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I’m removed from the cares
and my earthly fears
when I float in the rare
ambience of the air
while my dream is refined
on the wings of the wind.
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©DGA 26 December 2011 13:34
Wishing the Time Away
I never thought I would deteriorate
To living from meal to meal,
Growing to reflect just what I ate
By just wishing the time away.
Wednesday will see me back on my legs
And using the muscles that slept,
Standing again on my own two feet
And taking some tentative steps.
Recovery is on my horizon at last,
Exercise will fill my day,
Time will grow wings and take to the sky
No more wishing the time away…
©DGA 31 July 2011 10:42
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