[ soaring towards horizons' edge, ]A Poem by eaglepoet[ soaring towards horizons' edge, ]soaring towards horizons' edge,
lifted above water. floating through the autumn air to greet the setting sun behind tall pines. pinks clouds pass by, and ripples on the water's surface, turn a glorious pink. momentary sips of Heaven's portal. © 2016 eaglepoet |
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Added on September 8, 2016 Last Updated on September 8, 2016 |

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