Spiritual Wings
I shall softly surf
above
the California beach breeze like a dove
into the Spring horizon at the dawn of your hope.
Or, I will let my God-given pen soar fearlessly
into the rainstorm as an Eagle when
you feel at the dusk of despair...
Linh Duy Vo
(The Boy in the Poem)
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