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
Cochonfucius said:
Lamps in my garden ;
In the night, I burn my wings
Against one of them.
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Esther said:
Are you a butterfly?
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Cochonfucius said:
Sometimes I feel like one.
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Esther said:
A wonderful one.
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berger elisabeth said:
“Aching to become human,
To reach our true heart, our soul”
Merci, Esther, c’est magnifique
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Esther said:
Merci Elisabeth.
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JK Bevill - Lost Creek Publishing said:
Reblogged this on lost creek publishing.
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