Take these broken wings,
And mend them with your love.
Teach my heart those things,
That are, allied to a dove.
Let my soul then soar,
To heights unknown and new,
That it may then explore,
This vision, that is you.
Take my voice, which rings
With joy, when you are near.
Hear, when my heart sings
Sweet melodies so clear.
Let this sound vibrate,
Until the heavens chime,
And we will then pulsate
Fused together, for all time.
© Ernestine Northover
A splendid read. Thank you for sharing your talent. Patricia Gale
embrassed as one in flight, Beautiful, Ernestine, really beautiful, a wonderful expression from within, Love Duncan XXX
awesome poem Ernestine....i really touch on it. superb. thanks for sharing, Mary
So beautiful, delightful poem Ernestine, I wish I could be a bird, just for one day.
'i am a bird girl & the bird girls can fly.' i liked the blending and final meshing of the senses in this one. so beautiful, Ernestine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Alsome poem about doves and love, they both go together, I love to fly away with my love way up in the sky.