Veiled Wings

Close your eyes

hold my hand…

 

don’t try to understand

those bleak demands…

 

you’re not broken

just beginning

to unfold your veiled wings…

 

sweet, gentle thing.

 

Poem & Photo ©Mairi McLean 2016

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