You don’t have to fly
Knowledge holds the sight in you
Wings like silent peaks
Wings
You don’t have to fly
Knowledge holds the sight in you
Wings like silent peaks
Look up, you said
sky is changing
Causeway deserted
signal bird calls
This way,
higher.
Small birds
big faces
sat watching
hours passed
my stillness
increased
agitation flutter
passive standoff
who’s intruding who
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