Я нежно парю, и по глади небесного озера не пробегает волна.
Я поднимаюсь к звёздам с каждым взмахом могучих крыльев любви.
[Great Wings By Hanoochi]
I fly high above the mountains riding on the swift air currents,
gently gliding without a ripple on the lake of the sky.
The warmth of the sun penetrates my powerful body and warms my beating heart as the cool and refreshing air rushes at every motion of my wings.
Higher and higher I fly, the light misty clouds surround me, enveloping my very being, guided only by the thermals of the heart.
Higher and higher I fly, what is behind me is now gone, but the clarity of what is above and below me pierces my soul with vibrance.
I ascend to the stars on the great wings of love.
Hanoochi: A Stars Poetry Collection Original prayer/poem by Hanoochi ©