Wingspan June 6, 2026 / Raven / 0 Comments I flew against the wind.A glide tugged,folding my wingspan in.I couldn’t missthe sunshine on my featherswhile immersed in it Share this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like this:Like Loading… Related Tree air elementbird imageryembodimentflightfree versenaturepoetryself reflectionsensualityspiritual journeytransformation Previous post Scruff Next post The Storyteller Leave a Reply Cancel replyCommentNameEmailWebsite Turn on JavaScript to leave a comment.
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