Full flight

His strength returns
I feel..
Samson, with no hair
But with might.
His capacity
To love,
I feel
Awakens, with every day
That dawns -
A new morn.
Light, golden, bright -
Energy, full flight.
The bird returns -
Perches in his soul
Reminding him
He's whole.
Alive,
Survived,
Loved,
Worthy,
Of love.
May his strength
Grow,
Glow,
Return to the source
Of what he is
What I know.
Oh how I cherish him..
So.