Such longing.
How large
the muscles in our shoulders must be
to lift our wings even a single time.
~ David Romtvedt, closing lines to “Dilemmas of the Angels: Flight,” Dilemmas of the Angels: Poems
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Reblogged this on Jerri Perri and commented:
Wow, awesome!!!
It is!
Yes…
Even a single time!
But then there is Pasta 😉
Or Greek Pita
That too,
Laughing…
Breathe into those shoulders David, so you can fly another day 🦅
And lift Val. Gain Lift.
And rise my friend 💛
I just have lighter wings instead!! Ha 😇
Ha!
…and how determined to do it again and again and again…
Yes.
just don’t fly too close to the sun )
always wanted to fly — could watch hawks for hours. thank you (must re-post)
Me too!
Reblogged this on Carrie's Bench and commented:
to fly…
Thanks for sharing Carrie!