Friday, March 20, 2020

The Wish

I brought you this gift in innocence
Speaking soft in the tongue of birds
That know the sky
Was created for them to fly in;

I left my present
At the altar of Joy
Waiting for brilliant angels
To deliver it above;

The Sun, and the light inside
Guide the delivery,
My only wish is
Peace for all beings, and
For Love to reign supreme!

Brian Mucha Oct. 1997.
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