Folded wings

Try

and try harder,

reach

and reach higher.

Accept no limitations

or fences

or walls.

We are driven by the knowledge

that the glorious eternal resides in us.

But perhaps the weight of glory is found

in empty hands

and

silent tears,

in the quiet acceptance

that we are fragile

and

prone to shatter,

violently crash and burn,

our smoke sending signals of love

to heaven.

 

 

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