Joy leapt, a swan to the sky.
Her wings brushed the edges of me
and I opened to meet her.
A breath entered,
cool, radiant, clear,
full of sky,
for that moment I flew with her.
A short and hopefully sweet poem for you all, dear readers, and I hope moments of joy transport you as we soar to the end of 2020. – Giulietta
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My heart leaps within me to read this! Such a swan brushes my edges too, so gently and openingly.
Soaring joys, Giulietta, and blessed be thy leaking pen.
Thanks, I am so happy my poem evoked a leap- that’s what I was ‘going for’! May you keep leaping.