FORWARD MOTION

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Grasping on to the wings of a dove.
The living symbol of boundless peace,
Infinite tranquility and serene ambience.
We soar above the placid shoreline,
Alongside the gentlest of breeze.
I slowly scale and gravitate ,
A light and limitless feeling,
As I leave my burdens behind.
They turn miniscule by each fleeting moment,
Under the spotless blue sky.
Harmonious melody near the impending trail,
Awaiting to greet and welcome.
Near the doorstep of Utopia,
My clench is even tighter than before.
Splendiferous in a flawless view,
Time is of no significance.
Incessantly and constantly drifting,
In our aerial bondage.
How can I turn back now?
Sheer brilliance unmatched,
With any forgone instance of my being.
In this muted silence and subdued lull,
Clarity is immeasurable beyond words,
I discover the lyrics to my song.
Grasping on to the wings of a dove.
In all humble honesty,
I won't detach anytime soon...

Monica St Hillaire, 2021.

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