wings

climb into my warmth, you sweet young prince.
let my feathers encompass you....
fold yourself into my cradle and allow for the
release of your fears...
i will hold you in my arms, and listen, while you ask
questions of innocence and curiousity. open and recieving of my light.
this weathered skin i wear protecting and sheltering my most precious commodity... and your new muse.
i share with you my words,
you share with me yourself and your fears
and here we are, under the stars that house our worlds...
in this moment of stillness and wonderment.
asking, recieving, sharing, searching, learning.

there are moments in life where you get to take a step back and look at yourself, and your surroundings from another dimension. seperate of your body, but sound in mind and soul. i sat there last nite thinking to myself what a beautiful world it is when i get to share in moments like this, with a fellow traveller of mind. to bear witness to and be a part of the crossroad upon which you now stand.

i held out my wings for your moment of rest. to assure you that you are exactly where you are supposed to be at this very moment in your life. to not be afraid of anything that stands before you. and our crossing was a mere confirmation of that.

be strong young prince. be brave. be yourself. be love and light. and always and forever - be connected to yourself more than anything.
peace, love, soul and (for you) surf
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