Flying through the air,
Only to land once again,
On this earthly plane.
Does flight feel this free for birds?
Is this their everyday bore?
Tag: birds
Migration
From the South they soar
Swallowing the pale blue sky
Red bibs and black wings
Why though do they flock to here
Past Tokoyo no kuni
The dive is graceful
Both swift and purpose driven
Toward the mirror lake
If only I had those wings
I could catch my reflection.