Monday, May 16, 2016

Fw: flight

----- Forwarded Message -----
From: Rob Smith <>
To: Rob Smith <>
Sent: Monday, May 16, 2016 7:38 AM
Subject: flight

The downward pull of earth holds me,
planted to the ground.
I watch the birds escape that grip,
pulling skyward bound.
Osprey, eagle, heron, hawk
from vantage high their breakfast stalk.
Power, grace, majestic height,
By their strength achieving flight...
Free they seem and riding air
I long to soar, set free from care.
Psalm 55:
And I say, "Oh, that I had wings like a dove!
I would fly away and be at rest.
Rob Smith

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