As I lie with my head on my pillow …
POSTED IN contemporary poetry June 15, 2013
As I lie with my head on my pillow
I spread my great wings and I soar.
I go where the winds of my Beloved
Are wont to carry my soul.
What ambition could ever be better
What goal could bring more delight
Than rising and moving and singing
and knowing it’s good and it’s right.
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