Dark Poetry

Wing Beats

First step into darkness

Self confident, slowly, harking

There black wings unfold

Large and guarding

I feel respect

I grant respect

And remember it

 

Step into morning light

Self confident, slowly, harking

Dark hazes stay there

White wings open up

I feel peace

I grant peace

And everything becomes still

 

Respect for the balance

Remembering my middle

All is God

 

Inga Veit, Publizistin M.A. & Coach  |  ingaveit@web.de