Wings

Death flies on wings of moonlight,
Poisoning dreams in the course of its flight.
Life comes on wings of the sun,
Bringing balance when the night is done.

Dawn breaks on angels' wings,
Casting grace onto all living things.
Dusk falls on ravens' wings,
Carrying a banner of fallen kings.

Discord arrives on the wings of fancy,
Taking a risk on words that are chancy.
Peace draws near on the wings of a dove,
Bringing an olive branch and teachings of love.

Noon soars on eagles' wings,
Strong and steady as it sings.
Midnight slips by on skylarks' wings,
Finding dreams to which it clings.

And lastly, I, on wings of light,
Soar in the breeze and bid farewell to the night.