Wings of the sky
Rested a while
And left our eyes, captive
Beauty perched in autumn.
Wandering past the windswept meadows …
she felt as though she was floating on a cloud,
the smell of sunshine awoke her senses,
she saw every colour, and heard, every sound
And In the midst of it all, she felt the little tingles
that touched her from head to toe…
She closed her eyes and heard butterfly whispers,
it gave her wings in her dreams and so much more.
Wandering past the windswept meadows …
she felt as though she was floating on a cloud,
the smell of sunshine awoke her senses,
she saw every colour, and heard, every sound
And In the midst of it all, she felt the little tingles
that touched her from head to toe…
She closed her eyes and heard butterfly whispers,
it gave her wings in her dreams and so much more.
You let go
of all your ‘whys’
as you stand
beneath the skies
and let the rain
pour on you.
For sometimes
no matter how hard you try
your tired wings just won’t fly
Just like
the sky isn’t always blue…
So
you clear your mind
and you let go
of all your ‘whys’
as you stand
beneath the skies
and let the rain
pour on you.