Thursday, March 10, 2011

To be a bird and fly

Speeding with the light of the sun
Birds of feathers

Like a boa of kites
they dance like jazz
Across the sky with precision
they glide
       then cut
                  then glide
                                across the sky
What fun to be a bird and fly


  1. I was in a helicopter once veering all over the place, but flying in dreams is fantastic...once i'd got over missing the telephone wires and stupid man made things in the sky...I love to fly :)

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