SONG OF THE MUSE (prose wings2fly2heaven)
Repost October 24, 2010
Musical scores play eloquently behind the evening shadows' mist, for the moment cometh to fly through the galaxy of life.
Ethereal wings are granted refuge in the angelic dominion of dreams as haunting whispers beckon hearts living for their golden purpose.
Freedom
Fancy
Frivolous
Fantastic….
Just fly, fly, fly into the morrows on the wings of imagination.
Gently brush the face of sweet surrender, gaze into the eyes of faith, hold hands across the threshold of destiny.
For the mysteries of all seasons fall softly around us. See, listen, and touch the Spirit's will and let it rise in you.
Be it known and declared the 'song of the muse' plays endlessly into eternity....
Her song grants wings2fly by ‘the one' who deems her precious.
So reach out and touch this gift of thought as night shifts into day, and day into night, bringing forth the moment where benevolent intentions
shall be released into unadulterated reasons for the song of the muse.
© Pegasus Princess, Kelly Deacon
July 11, 2010
On the other side of tomorrow... just fly fly fly
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