Victoria Twomey Fine Art Illustrations & Poetry

My Soul Walks on Feathered Feet

my soul walks on feathered feet

into the wild of day

it floats above the purple thistle

the holy gilded weeds

my toes brush along the tops of tall green grasses

carried along a red-poppied path

toward a distant sentinel of trees

fingers, hair lifted gently

as wings

while birds take flight

writing swirling, swooping messages 

upon a breathless sky