Thursday, August 11, 2022

Not Otherwise

The flight formation of birds 

is a wild symmetry with 

the beauty of space filled 

by what could not be otherwise

in that second of eternity

making us smile.  Some tinge

of hope arises seeing birds 

in flight.  Their songs, of course,

are another thing and how they

perch on branches as easily 

as we take a step.  What would

it be like to be above the ground

with such a solid grip,

the confidence of wings?  


-Byron Hoot

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