Wdzięczność
In simplicity
like reading from a page
you’re always the girl I want to be
the boy I want to know
But I find more…
the shifting flock of birds in flight making me look up
making me fly vicariously
smiling with the grace of fluid beauty
something they can just do
as they’re made to
Together they alight in a cloud onto a treetop
as the rain starts steadily they all flutter
each one, on each branch
shaking tail feathers, fluttering wings
little shimmering jewels ornamenting the tree crown
living glory
living glory
You give to me
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