Wings for a Day

Wings for a day,
The soul was told
Anything, Anything
For Wings
And so a birth,
And tiny white wings breathing
Delicate flight
Up, Up, gently above a meadow
A swirl of world, and air
Lightness
White moths on the wing
Enchanting the wind
Until dusk
And then, sadly
Fate
Descending into the meadow
Wings, Closing, Closing
Slumbering into death
A complete life, in one single day

Imagine...

That each one of us,
Are all "Wings for a day"

Anything, Anything...
For Wings