so graceful in flight
can that be the same creature
lumbering on land
so it is when we take flight
lifted only by our thoughts
so graceful in flight
can that be the same creature
lumbering on land
so it is when we take flight
lifted only by our thoughts
flags flown at half mast
all that we are willing to do
empty rhetorics
each new day I seek
for something not seen before
through new slant or light
with wide-eyed wonder of babes
gratitude for blindness cured
small puddles of rain
could they be tears from heaven?
hope for those who thirst
blackbirds foraging
freshly mowed field of green grass
seeds, worms, or other