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First Flight

I saw him hover then.

With cautious footsteps

By the stream.


I saw him learn

With restless heart.

To spread his wings,

And catch his spark.

I saw him flee,

Into the sky,

I saw him weave

And saw him fly.

Mother close

Under the sun.

His body rose

And power spun.


With wings of grace,

He then turned,

And pulled me back,

Into his world.

With seconds still,

I saw his eyes,

A bird of prey

Take to the skies.


- Beyond the landscape portrait paint,
I see the life 
That we create.
 - Beyond the charcoal pallet stain,
He falters,
but begins again.

                                                                                                     -  Boneata Bell 22nd April 2013

Heart Fall

'She looked then only at perfection sitting before her.
                      She listened to his words, and almost believed them.
                                  She listened to his heart, and almost felt it...
                                         But then she remembered.
                                                                  & history.

                                                                              - Here she fell to the floor, once again'.
                                                                                         And ran from his heart.
                                                                                                      Once more.