Tuesday, April 1, 2014

2014-14 - Gift Of The Seagull...

A lonely seagull flies the winds
Majestic... soaring...gliding wings
A single screech sounds from the sky
Come fly with me... come here and fly

My spirit floats to be a part
I feel the beating of its heart
My soul, one with this bird of sea
Now knows the meaning to fly free

I feel the winds caress my soul
And soar the streams without a goal
My being trembles of delight
A treasure I received tonight

The seagull's flight of soaring high
The gift of what it means to fly

~ Munda Schram

"Refuse to be average. Let your heart soar as high as it will."

~ A W Tozer

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