Easter Flight

Easter Flight
Surrounded in white,
Adorned in heavens light:
Swirling around my wings
Is the taste of heavenly beams.

Blue leads the way
On this special day:
Floating above the seas,
The world is what I see.

White pillows, blue light,
Sun sweeps across my sight.
Am I living in a dream
Or flying across the world serene?

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