Broken winged we still fly on
In the golden riddle the fairytale one
And speak through a bird medley
Sky blue and clear
I know I shall not be afraid.
Heart string sundered but it sings on
Violin altered but lovely one
Music's the same
Though we are undone
I know I shall not be afraid.
Indigo shadows across the moon
How will I know if my soul is in tune
After capsizing all afternoon
But I know I shall not be afraid.
mary angela douglas 27 march 2024
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