Even when muddy your wings sparkle bright wonders that heal broken worlds.

The whole purpose of the construction of The Bridge of Silver Wings was to provide a path leading to The River of Winged Dreams, or to serve as a resting place until the river’s deeper and truer nature revealed itself.

Dare to love yourself
as if you were a rainbow
with gold at both ends.

The dancing vortex of a sacred metaphor clashes horns and halos to make wounded music set to the tempo of a new era in brilliant labor.

Un-winged and naked, sorrow surrenders its crown to a throne called grace.

Love, Mercy, and Grace, sisters all, attend your wounds of silence and hope.