Poem December 5, 2011 Issue

Aspiration

By Anne Cook

Wings, 
      pin feathers at first, and fluffy down, 
   then sturdy flight feathers 
        for lift off, 
      for soaring, 
        for spiraling 
                 up-upward;
Moment by moment prayer—a listening, 
      catching the updraft, 
          circling from one good deed 
              to the next, 
      being borne on gratitude 
         and trust— 
                       those sturdy pinions.
Oh, what you can see! 

–Anne Cook

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