The whole purpose of the construction of The Bridge of Silver Wings was to provide a path leading to The River of Winged Dreams, or to serve as a resting place until the river’s deeper and truer nature revealed itself.

— Aberjhani

Death wins nothing here,gnawing wings that amputate––then spread, lift up, fly.

— Aberjhani

Rainer Maria Rilke greeted and wrestled with the angels of his Duino Elegies in the solitude of a castle surrounded by white cliffs tall trees and the sea. I greeted most of mine in the solitude of a house that still vibrated with the throbs of a singular life that had helped shape many lives and with the ache of attempts to render useful service to that life. The River of Winged Dreams was therefore constructed as a link between dimensions of past and future emotions and intellect and matter and spirit.

— Aberjhani

Even when muddy your wings sparkle bright wonders that heal broken worlds.

— Aberjhani

If it wasn’t for all those silver wings spread out to help you on your journey, you would’a been dead or someplace screamin’ in a nut house a long time ago.

— Aberjhani

Un-winged and naked, sorrow surrenders its crown to a throne called grace.

— Aberjhani

Dare to love yourselfas if you were a rainbowwith gold at both ends.

— Aberjhani

Hope drowned in shadowsemerges fiercely splendid––boldly angelic.

— Aberjhani

You are the hybrids of golden worlds and ages splendidly conceived.

— Aberjhani

Feet sandaled with dreams tread paths of vision leading to wisdom’s sharp peaks.

— Aberjhani