Broken Wings

With Earth not nearly enough

to rescue me from this failing fate

I think

of my childhood dreams to soar

but now feel as though

with broken wings I tread

 

Broken wings are painful, you know

painful like a dream deferred

–painful, O Lord, very painful

But my wings aren’t clipped –only broken

 

For, when heaven and earth embrace

and I, on earth, flutter still,

I will be caught in heaven’s arms

and have healing infused and strength renewed

 

Then my once broken wings

will soar will still on earth

and through the heaven proceed

soaring through a in beautiful

all the way to my journey’s end