Wings and Roots

Since the last time I had been home, wings and roots have been creeping through my mind. Enough impetus for me to pen down the below. Go on...

Wings and Roots
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Stars and planets have lit up to
set a glittering fresco
above and broad like none
triggering a wish deep inside

wanting to fly high and high
taking off with sparkle filled eyes
longing to merge with the clear sky
spreading the wings with wide eyes

sailing through the clouds
claiming the open horizons
pretending all the tallness
gazing the great distances

the ever fluttering wings
never ending empty skies
have had their toll
high spirits taking a free fall

remained a single possibility
crashing onto the ground reality
broken bones to befriend shattered dreams
dust all over blocking the earthy scenes

crawls in a earnest, faint call
soothing the battered soul
gaping all over for the angel to spot
there rested the firm and deep into ground

the very roots to let
the wings blossom