Birds
i admire and love
these creatures we call birds
watch in envy the soar, dive
those landings of awkward elegance
internecine territorial disputes, my laughter
salubrious songs of the morning, my smile
the mocking bird's nocturnal cry, my reflections
living where the weather suits
something humans rarely achieve
never leaving an heir
with more than air they survive
living instinctively in nature's harmony
they have taught me
we humans struggle with freedom
birds simply live it
but it is more than just wings
some people prefer life complex
me, i am for the birds
San Blas 91 The Patient Stones
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