No shame
No loss
No failure
In flying so close
To the sun
That you melt like honey
And slip down the throat
Of morning
The liquid perfume of magic light
That becomes the breath of earth
And rises in the shy mist of dawn
Like a secret.
No shame
No loss
No failure
In flying so close
That you return to earth
As a dream
And a story
The truth in the soul
Of day:
Sandy Carlson Social