I saw your wings once
in a church
surrounding us in prayer –
dust in the air and soft golden light,
delicate and quiet,
shining through leaded glass and glinted panes
that we created.
But you did it first.
Mimic (A Poem)
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Simply beautiful.
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Thank you so much!
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Glistening-ly simple. Thanks for sharing.
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Thank you! I’m so glad you enjoyed it! The wings speak for themselves, I think. 🙂
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Wonderful! ✨
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Thank you!
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Lovely, Katie.
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Thank you! Glad you liked it!
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OOOOHHHHHH! you just took my breath away!!! beautiful!
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Thank you so much! This comment made me day. 🙂
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Lovely juxtaposition.
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Thank you! I just couldn’t get those wings out of my head. 🙂
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Beautiful!
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome, Katie.
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Very nice
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Thank you!
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A beautiful and spiritual piece. The imagery of light, wings, and prayer creates a peaceful feeling of grace, wonder, and connection.
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Thank you so much!!
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You’re most welcome 🤗
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