Ordinary Wings

It’s all a visit. There are sights here to see. You can meld back with the formless anytime.

 

Come. I beckon you here now, where the flowers come with most fragrant invitation to dance yourself out of hiding. From long cold dream back to free. It was almost as if the forgetfulness would stay forever that way – winter.

 

And then, you remembered that you knew better, to stand in your own pleasure and majesty, like the trees, while also knowing how to bow. Our hearts always know better.


How instantly we can fall in love exploring in a foreign land, decorated with fresh flora and fauna. You cannot take it with you, but as a living breath that becomes your blood, and the span of your outstretched heart, you are born into your most natural remembering with ordinary wings.