Wings

Through the sky,
She hales
On golden wing
And silver sails.
Like a shark
Within the ocean,
She flies above
With graceful motion.
Her body pressed
Against a sea of blue
Behind her, sky past,
Where once she flew.
Swimming, softly,
Through the clouds, she flies,
In her ocean above,
In the sky.

by Cindy Kocsis

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