Birds

Birds

A Poem by Solace
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I opened my eyes to see my hand reaching for the ceiling of my room.

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In my dreams I see,
a bird flying with the wind.
What's it like up there?

© 2022 Solace


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Loved this one! Freedom of creatures such as the birds, are what humans desire the most right now!

Posted 2 Years Ago


Nicely penned. We often reach for things that aren't there but should be. This was nice

Posted 2 Years Ago


I can certainly relate to this brevity. The freedom of a bird flying in the thermals is one I admire when I am feeling overwhelmed or caged. Nicely expressed.

Chris

Posted 2 Years Ago



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Added on December 8, 2022
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