My beautiful bird,
flying high above the ocean
near to the sun
The beat of your wings
is strong and determined
as your third eye is focused
on the other shore
where she is
And sometimes, it may feel
you’re not a bird up there in the sky
But you’re the lonesome sailor
down there
that floats lost on an endless sea
of memories between two continents,
wondering how the ocean can be crossed
while he dreams about his dancing girl
But my bird, feel the wind of love
behind your wings
Just take it one beat at a time
Most important is,
you hold the vision
and you’re on your way
©RoseGirl2019
❤️❤️❤️
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