Given Flight Poem by Edith Niemeyer

*Twas a thought that came...
in no time at all...
a thought that seemed to me...
a thought that gave way
to a simple nudge...
that if only—
you could see.

Where did that thought originate from?
What gave me whereto to know...
that thoughts are only thoughts within
til words begin...
to flow...

Upon the pages of our lives
may we continue to...
impress upon our human race...
the importance of our individual—YOU...

So how empty is a thought
when first expressed in mind...

GIVEN FLIGHT

It doth become a thought
on its own...
tis emptiness no more...

This thought... we have released upon...
mortal human kind...

Flight is its great reward.

Give thought
a chance.
Let it take flight...

for whom it may encounter.

It no longer
shall be...
emptiness of thoughts

between

YOU

AND I.