Wednesday, November 18, 2015

I watched the snowbirds
diving through the sky
wings like silver coins
falling from the sun
while the clouds formed
thought bubbles
that wondered where
the winged ones go
and where they're
coming from

that spirits could find
their way to 
someplace cold
to bring their songs
and reflect a little light
and then I did not feel
the shiver of alone
because the marvel 
of tiny birds in flight
made me wonder
at the miracle of you

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