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fears, A seed lies dormant, fed by tears. Yet, given time and nurtured dreams, It sprouts and grows in moonlit beams.</p><p id="8ae7">This growth, unseen by naked eyes, Lifts us aloft, above the lies. Where once we crawled, now we fly, Among the stars, in the boundless sky.</p><p id="e8c1">With every fall and every rise, Our unseen wings grow wide and wise. It’s not in waiting for a sign, But in the doing, we define.</p><p id="68af">To grow your wings, you must dare To challenge despair, to breathe new air. It’s in the struggle, the pain, the fight, That darkness turns to the brightest light.</p><p id="9b54">These wings, they form from choices made, From kindness shown, from fears allayed. A tapestry of acts so small, Yet on these wings, we rise, not fall.</p><p id="6f4f">So when you feel you’re at life’s brink, And into the abyss, you might sink, Remember, wings are grown, not bought, In battles fought, in lessons taught.</p><p id="237e">There is no need for feathers, nor flight, Our wings are made of grit, of might. In every heart, a potential springs, For every soul has the power to grow wings.</p><p id="fcb8"><b><i>| C.J. Coop © 2024. All rights reserved. |</i></b></p><p id="7f2f"><b><i>If you enjoyed this Poem, Check out this one too!</i></b></p><div id="a8f5" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/paths-beyond-sight-d5d7b3650514"> <div> <div> <h2>Paths Beyond Sight</h2> <div><h3>Unraveling the journey unseen</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: ur

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Wings Unseen but Felt

Discovering the strength within to soar

Empowerment Unveiled: The Art of Growing Wings | Created with Bing AI by Author

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This is in response to a Prompt by Diana C. for Know Thyself, Heal thyself:

  • Write about how you can grow wings.

Winds of change, a constant gale, Through storm and calm, we set our sail. Not bound by flesh, nor tied to earth, Within our souls, a different birth.

For wings are not a feathered pair, But strength and hope, a breath of air. A leap of faith into the night, Trust in yourself and do what’s right.

Beneath the weight of worldly fears, A seed lies dormant, fed by tears. Yet, given time and nurtured dreams, It sprouts and grows in moonlit beams.

This growth, unseen by naked eyes, Lifts us aloft, above the lies. Where once we crawled, now we fly, Among the stars, in the boundless sky.

With every fall and every rise, Our unseen wings grow wide and wise. It’s not in waiting for a sign, But in the doing, we define.

To grow your wings, you must dare To challenge despair, to breathe new air. It’s in the struggle, the pain, the fight, That darkness turns to the brightest light.

These wings, they form from choices made, From kindness shown, from fears allayed. A tapestry of acts so small, Yet on these wings, we rise, not fall.

So when you feel you’re at life’s brink, And into the abyss, you might sink, Remember, wings are grown, not bought, In battles fought, in lessons taught.

There is no need for feathers, nor flight, Our wings are made of grit, of might. In every heart, a potential springs, For every soul has the power to grow wings.

| C.J. Coop © 2024. All rights reserved. |

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