“and the spirit fills the darkness of the heavens
it fills the endless yearning of the soul
it lives within a star too far to dream of
it lives within each part and is the whole
it’s the fire and the wings that fly us home…”

(the wings that fly us home – john denver/joe henry)

and soon afterward, the sky was softer. and soon afterward, the clouds billowed like bubbles stacking up on a bubble-wand after gently blowing, finally releasing, floating off. and soon afterward, it softened to pink and pale lavender. and soon afterward, one single bird winged its way across the sky, blurring in flight.

and the shift in the universe brought a little bit of healing, a little bit of perspective. it eased the darkpain, the yearning for something different. it connected the dots from earth’s ground to the stars-so-distant. it lit hope and a freedom that had been elusive.

and afterward, my heart flew me home. back to steady. back, but with wings. for next.

“find out what you already know and you will see the way to fly.” (jonathan livingston seagull – richard bach)

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