Bread and Wings: part 1

in the next post, i will explain this further,

but for now, this the the premise,

a poem on the mindset of things to come...

the Fall is coming 

and things are changing 

it is always ever a new day

our lives are one moment shorter

 but many moments fuller 

and we are on the edge of breath

 it is a leap to sing 
when one's voice is hushed or silenced 
by Fear

or Circumstance 

it is a kind soul who travels you on
and saddles your shoes for leaping

it is a kind word that carries you on
and hands you bread and wings

it is a heart of gold who takes these gifts
and without looking 
Leaps

             -M.L. Worrell-Lupton