The art of flying



Sunrise
stops the essence of existence
ducks immersed in silence
fly free like flames
they dive
stagger sacred circles
my soul
spreads its wings
flying between two worlds
happy upon a moment
brightened by a light
approaches infinity



Poetry by Anna Banasiak
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Written on 2017-06-22 at 17:35

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Many lovely images in this poem -- although a phrase like "the essence of existence" may be a mite too abstract.
2017-06-23


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Bravo Anna.
Ken
2017-06-22