Burning wings 03 Sunday Feb 2013 Posted by Esther H. in Poésie ≈ 8 Comments TagsAile, Aimer, Amour, Heavens, Love, Road, Tanka, Wing Only love can drive Us to heavens. On the road, Our wings are burning, Aching to become human, To reach our true heart, our soul TwitterFacebookPinterestTumblrEmailMoreTelegramLinkedInPrintStumblePocketRedditWhatsAppLike Loading... Related
Hortus Closus 
Lamps in my garden ;
In the night, I burn my wings
Against one of them.
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Are you a butterfly?
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Sometimes I feel like one.
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A wonderful one.
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“Aching to become human,
To reach our true heart, our soul”
Merci, Esther, c’est magnifique
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Merci Elisabeth.
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Reblogged this on lost creek publishing.
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