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Flying with the stars, Dancing with the Kamikaze
Black but lilted by light
The heavens are open tonight
From the curtain of cloud spotting the sky
My wings, unfrittle from my back, stretching forth
From the deep slumber it’s has slept.
Slight cool breeze gentility brushes each feather
Aching for flight to be taken.
The stars above whispers my name saying
“Come, come, and take flight”
A rush flows through my veins as my wings
Stretch forth and pulls me from the ground
Higher and higher I climb till I reach for the sky
Beating with my wings I danced with the stars.
This way and that way, up and down, spinning and twirling
Then all was silent.
A voice softer than a breeze came to me, a kamikaze.
A voice more beautiful than a sunrise over the peaks of a mountain.
More glorious than a thousand praises being sung.
More furious than the terrifying hurricane.
More authority than a lions roar.
The sound that both terrifies me though leaves me in awe.
“Come, come my child, my love. Dance with me and be with me for all of eternity.”