black feathered wings, <br />with marble tips. <br />eyes covered by shell, <br />blood stained lips. <br /> <br />lost somewhere between, <br />sky, and the fall. <br />limping with hesitation, <br />still answers the call. <br /> <br />with mortal bruises <br />in the shadow of immortality. <br />takes the final curtain, <br />senses raw with spirituality.... <br /> <br />destined to be human <br />by a God who longs, <br />to put form to hunger, <br /> discover light in the dawn!<br /><br />Eric Cockrell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/answers-the-call/
