a one winged butterfly
can’t hug the beauty of the sky
or appreciate the explanation of cocooned space
tilted perception / informed maps leading to thick trunks of charter oak trees
then, approached water and surprised morality
with no handicaps
or beliefs in group thought.
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I always had two wings
but learned to minimize the height of my flight
using only one / was taught that, learned that, saw that
always feared being a full beauty
outside of informed adjectives
So spiritually beautiful! ❤
Oh what a beautiful picture and poem!
very very nice! diggin all the visions 😉
Reminds me of the movie SPARKLE and the character Sister….
Wow! I love that movie