Wingborn

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In offering to
you, the wingborn
permeating our
spaces of
reflection and
devotion,
hearing our cries
absorbing our pain
whispering comforts
knowing we may
never be able to
hear them,
as we are
so often blind to
the soft and
persistent nature
of our own
hearts beating
and how we
come into our
brilliance
when we allow
our rhythms to
resound together
in communion,
joy and
servitude – TS
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