I take wing...

I take wing... ft. The City of Gold by Cheryl Ann Darr

Shurippak-a city which thou knowest,
(And) which on Euphrates’ banks is set-
That city was ancient, (as were) the gods within it,
When their heart led the great gods to produce the flood.

~Epic of Gilgamesh~

“And it came to pass at the end of forty days that Noah
Opened the window of the ark which he had made ;
And he sent forth a raven, which went forth to and fro,
Until the waters were dried up from off the earth.

~Genesis 8:6~

I take wing, above endless flood water,

Freedom is mine, as I search the heavens for a sign

Ebon wing glints, in rays of golden sunlight

Flying ever forward, in search of the fabled golden city

I leave behind, the floating barge of piety, the stench of man;

Seeking the beauty, of the fallen ones, the watchers;
The forsaken children, of an angry father, my brethren
I rest upon the bloated, floating carcasses of the drowned

Days pass, I grow weary and lonely for the presence of kin

On the 7th day, I spy a mountainous peak in the heavens
Behold, there lies the gates of the Golden City within a shining pyramid
Soon rest will come for me at long last.. in the Angel’s Nest…

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Time passes, lifetimes fade into racial memory
Spirits are born, reborn, born again and again
Restless souls travel in search of that almost forgotten;
That which lives on the fringes of their conscious thought

Images glimpsed only in colorful and restless dreams…

glimpsing shades of copper everywhere I travel
searching, an endless journey of mystery,
of memories that tickle my consciousness

like the subtle stroke of feathered wing
upon my heart's fragile skin
seeking angels in dreary allies,
and in empty cathedrals of forgotten gods

where is Love?

my soul searches through my ancient eyes..
tears of regret and longing leave me spent
..and yet I journey on, my sandaled feet aching for rest
in the angel's nest

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I take wing...