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I thought this poem is aiproprpate for this memorable day which I hope could inspire you as it has for me At times when my spirit needs a break, and my eye catches a lonely seagull, my inner being reaches out to find silence and peace. (Munda)Gift Of The Seagullby MundaA lonely seagull flies the windsMajestic soaring gliding wingsA single screech sounds from the skyCome fly with me come here and flyMy spirit floats to be a partI feel the beating of its heartMy soul, one with this bird of seaNow knows the meaning to fly freeI feel the winds caress my soulAnd soar the streams without a goalMy being trembles of delightA treasure I received tonightThe seagull’s flight of soaring highThe gift of what it means to fly
I thought this poem is aiproprpate for this memorable day which I hope could inspire you as it has for me At times when my spirit needs a break, and my eye catches a lonely seagull, my inner being reaches out to find silence and peace. (Munda)Gift Of The Seagullby MundaA lonely seagull flies the windsMajestic soaring gliding wingsA single screech sounds from the skyCome fly with me come here and flyMy spirit floats to be a partI feel the beating of its heartMy soul, one with this bird of seaNow knows the meaning to fly freeI feel the winds caress my soulAnd soar the streams without a goalMy being trembles of delightA treasure I received tonightThe seagull’s flight of soaring highThe gift of what it means to fly