"No itís not easy to see
Through the tattered grey flags
Tormented a vicious storm
Fingers of icicle claw born
Would want to rip out the heart of you"
"I have known
And I have been shown
The fierce and burgeoning light
Living behind Angel wings
Lifting up your presence
Exulting your loves triumph over the sufferings
Instead you soar
Even though your fracture remains
Though encumbered by chains
Still you rise up and fly
As high as you can"
I could not help myself. Those three stanzas convey immense love and emotion. I could tell you cared deeply for the subject of this poem. Vivid and full of fantastic imagery, it is one of the greatest poems on this site that I have ever read, and I do mean that. You continue to amaze me with your writes. Punctuation and grammar, impeccable as per usual, which makes me even happier with the poem. Fantastic. Fan-tast-ic. Keep it up!