Spirit Flight

Butterflies and hummingbirds
rainbow-hued, delicate and winged
they are like miniscule earthly
angels
they are jeweled symbols
manifestations
spanning culture and time
and they cause me to wonder
how, in many
religions
the "spirit" or "soul"
(our very essence)
seeks flight-
a release from this body's
restraints
freedom from the world's
present grounding...
To float upwards
and then
soar
to ascend to other realms-
whether in dreams
or upon death
or simply,
to get goosebumps,
to have a sense of awe- deja vu
it's like a tinkling of bells,
heavenly harps
it's our connections to the Mystery
- to the beautiful unknown.

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