A blue-eyed dove, with pearl dipped feathers,
Telling stories of lands foregone,
Wings spread open, a woven tale,
Soaring the sky from dusk till dawn.
Cages are not built to contain,
seekers of promising winds,
The reckless ones that stretch their wings,
Fears and trepidations, all exscind.
Refusing to fear catching fire,
Should they reach out and touch the sun?
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Elegance of the Night
PoezjaA short compilation of some poems I've written over the years.
