Monday, December 26, 2011

On My Mother's Carressing Wings


On my mother's wings I have been flying
Beyond the quest I had in my life,


On my mother's wings that brought me 
To the height of seeing what is right and what is not.


On my mother's wings where I tried to escape 
To fly on my own, 
To seek the paradise where I thought I belong.

On my mother's wings where still I often find myself
Home sweet home!

On my mother's wings where I took the flight to life 
And met the devastating wind of misunderstanding.
She never ceased flying to ever let me see the real understanding!

Til now that I learn myself to fly,
To soar my wings high and combat the torment of life,
To fully enjoy the bumps of hampering clouds of wisdom
Tthat taught me the pain and gain of life,

Til then I still long for the comfort and hug 
Which my mother's wings I used to have.

On my mother's wings I eagerly look forward
of my next flight!




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