Under the stoic glare of the sun goddess
A golden winged eagle soars
Chasing and riding the air drafts
Echoing of vaticinated dreams
This solitary flight a symbolism
Of hope and wistful yearning
Yet also tempered by a resource
Of inner wisdom and patience
A tangible thirst for diversity
And the knowledge that there will be
Crossroads in the approaching evergeen horizon
Which will consecutively measure the balance
Of prowess and vunerability
Perfection
Is not the gauntleted wrist this eagle seeks
But rather….
That bright spark of recognition
Twin soul flames
Whose reflections are mirrored
Deeper than a mere idyllic lagoon
Stripped of supersitious murmurs…
Untarnished by blood magic…
No stranger shall She be
When talons grasp Her gloved wrist
For every nuance of Her Power will flow
Entrancing every aperture
Until the soul quakes joyfully at the intensity
Transforming ordinary ladders
Into glorious stairways
To the cosmic heavens
©L. Kupfer
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