Whether the morning is dull
In an ever-frost
Or you simply are waiting
Fingers-crossed
Or the daylight is fading
And you’re ever-lost
Just take to the wing
For, ever on the wing
Every path can be crossed
Photo by Philip Myrtorp on Unsplash
Pt. VII: Wise with Hindsight
Pt. VI: Far Less Trite
Pt. V: Significance
Pt. IV: Servants and Benevolent Kings
Pt. III
Pt. II
Pt. I
Ever On the Wing, pt. VIII: Every Path

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