The Bookish Kind: As Far As Wings Can Take You

Sunday, March 4, 2018

As Far As Wings Can Take You

As the bird that I am,
I am flying fast away from winter,
As far as I can.
As far as wings can take you away from bleakness.
As far as the eye can take you to beauty.
As far as hoping can take you to better things.
Away, away, to anywhere.

Isn't this painting gorgeous? The artist is G. Beddow. An unknown artist from time.

Joy

I will never tire of the wind,
be it a cold winter blast
that takes me off guard
with it's bitterness,
or an exhilarating spring or
fall tempest that sweeps me away.
I get caught up in it every time,
...it's as if the wind is calling
my name to come out and play.
The trees become my cohorts,
...those gentle giants that sway
back and forth with delight,
as they gracefully bend to and
fro - they get caught up every time,
too, and are surely clapping their
hands in mirth.
In these moments, I am a
beautiful bird who was made for nothing more than ascending
to the heights where the currents await me. Joy.

For the beauty of the earth