Welcome to DU!
The truly grassroots left-of-center political community where regular people, not algorithms, drive the discussions and set the standards.
Join the community:
Create a free account
Support DU (and get rid of ads!):
Become a Star Member
Latest Breaking News
Editorials & Other Articles
General Discussion
The DU Lounge
All Forums
Issue Forums
Culture Forums
Alliance Forums
Region Forums
Support Forums
Help & Search
Wings
If I listen closely I can hear
The sound of wings.
Wings of condors,
Wings of eagles,
Wings of fairies,
Wings of doves.
Brushing my heart
Like a memory,
They sweep away the dust of years.
Underneath,
Shining, radiant,
Gently stirring, gently stretching,
Reaching to enfold me,
The wings
Of the Angel of Los Angeles.
Written the day after I had re-connected with Kath after being lost to each other for almost 30 years.
If I listen closely I can hear
The sound of wings.
Wings of condors,
Wings of eagles,
Wings of fairies,
Wings of doves.
Brushing my heart
Like a memory,
They sweep away the dust of years.
Underneath,
Shining, radiant,
Gently stirring, gently stretching,
Reaching to enfold me,
The wings
Of the Angel of Los Angeles.
Written the day after I had re-connected with Kath after being lost to each other for almost 30 years.
Edit history
Please sign in to view edit histories.
15 replies
= new reply since forum marked as read
= new reply since forum marked as read