Bird Life

In my youth I sought out

The company of birds

Among the shadows of trees

Shore, city, and field

The cardinal, the quail, woodpecker, and rail

I drifted away for a time

Always still in their presence

Yet too busy to notice

Chasing instead, “my way in the world”

Now, having reached the years in which

one’s mortality creeps into thought

I find myself returning

To the company of wings

And am lifted a little higher

For that was my way all along

7-6-18

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