Lovers in the Talons of Heaven

We come out of the night,
song birds fleeing from a dark eagle.
Our joy to be
the small wings of a great appetite.
To be seen and known
in this day of us
as we escape from the majesty
to be little feathers of wonder.
Droplets of love
that dance free of an eternal ravishing
but always flying towards that unknown
like lovers to the talons
of heaven.