Analysis of A Thousand Wings.

Her dream grew and grew,
tripping over people in the night.
First sight. A path of white.
Hearing no more screaming silence.
As she rolled over covered in twigs,
two silver birds flew into her hands
as if to understand.
"Your eyes move like ours", they called.
" Walk into the lighter shores ".
Bathing, purer her step, she walked towards a leaping hair.
"I see your soul but are you their?".
Climbing on its back they flew into the air.