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By prosperity
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29 April 2005 |
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Above the outcorp of craggy cliffs
you swoop and soar
below diamond ripples sparkle on rustic lake.
Songs of winged angels
fill the heavens,
your call to sustain hunger
cloaks your range in eerie silence.
Kestral of the Brays
we honour your presence
upon your wing our spirits soar
freedom to explore.
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SPIRIT OF THE AIR Written by lavendarqueen (19 comments posted) 8th September 2005 | This is a wonderful read. The title is most appropriate to the piece. The beginning creates the majesty and the freedom of the subject concerned and diamond ripples on rustic lake is a nice touch. I felt as though I were up in the air, soaring along with the bird. It was well handled. The whole item moved me and once again I really felt like I was soaring in the freedom along with the Kestral. The ending was not a disappointment either, it felt like it just rounded off nicely. |
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