Souls Flying
They rose on the wings of a song to fly.
Propelled by the angel singing, they soared.
Trailing stars, skimming clouds, they bid goodbye
to the mortal world to join in one accord.
Towards night’s lair, west beyond west they sailed.
On that far shore, the angel called them home.
Buoyed by hope never again assailed,
souls lost to graves, now found, need never roam.
Not while the angel calls them home. Her song
pierces the mortal veil and calls the lost
to return to the land of Eversong,
where all life began with a song that crossed
the world. A song that kindled life and light,
note by note, word by word, ’till all was right.
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The third sonnet in the crown of sonnets I am doing for this week’s Stomp Prompt: soul
Read the first sonnet of the crown of sonnets, Soul Walking, here. Read the second, Soul Singing, here.
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Thank you!
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Wonderful! I love that you are going for the full effect on the prompt this week! 🙂
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Thank you! There are six sonnets in the crown, one a day. The topic just lent itself to it.
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I’m diggin it! 🙂
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ah…”a song that kindled life and light,/note by note,word by word,’til all was right.’ – so beautiful…great sonnet, Melinda
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I’m so sorry. You’re comments were flagged as spam. I just found them and rectified that. Thank you for your kinds words.
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you are welcome
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