We Aspire, we glean; we walk, not unseen;
So many towards deep passion, kindled once Seen.
Cleaving to purpose we lift dare to Dream.
And Winged Heart soars as all limits arch
into the might of our Soul, Unbound;
We fly out into the pose of the Angels all around,
expectantly nourished by the Love of One Noble Being.
©2012 Linda Willows
Photo credit to Jennifer (current gallery on 1x.com)