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~ Broken Winged Child~

Daddy smiled and called me his ‘Broken Winged Child’…

I hear his smile from a distance as I let go of his strong hand.

Eyes, looking back on him, reflecting what he wanted to see…and what I was to be; a Broken Winged Child.

He tells me I live in a place that people left a long time ago, with sun faded moments and timeless spells.

He tells me I love from a place of fathomless longing; knowing I will reach for a man who hides in shadow and storm, just to watch me shine…

He tells me I hear dreams of angels, as they whisper to us to find our way home.

He says I speak a sibylline story where our golden light engraves the secrets of our being upon the ancient mountains, forests and deep seas; so we may never lose course, on our watch…

He tells me I feel beyond fear, as I reach for those who slumber at the gates of darkness, tethered by the very wings that will release them…

I am a Broken Winged Child; the seed from a union forged by fires within a secret place.

For a short time, my shadow walks towards the lingering light that will soon be a memory, among this space…

Merry Christmas Everyone~ Keep your Blessings close, forever~

By~ Tommie Flannery Baskis ~  I> (= 1221

 

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