A Shape with Forty Wings
       

Love is strange and calls me to stranger things.
When I was young I thought that I'd know why.
I've drawn my life—a shape with forty wings.

The woods at night are full of awesome beings.
Listen carefully and you can hear them cry:
Love is strange and calls us to stranger things.

I want to follow everything that sings,
but I cannot tell you how afraid I am to fly.
I've drawn my life—a shape with forty wings.

The unseen Being deep inside me brings
ideas to mind I hope I'll never try—
Love is strange and calls me to stranger things.

Possibilities surround me in concentric rings.
A light shines down that I cannot see by,
yet I've drawn my life—a shape with forty wings.

I walk about as if I understood my wanderings.
If You are near, show me how to die.
Love is strange and calls me to stranger things.
I've drawn my life—a shape with forty wings.

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Copyright © 2011 Luke Hankins All rights reserved
from Weak Devotions
Wipf & Stock Publishers
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission