how many obedient
birds do you know
some sit on fingers
domesticated in cages
some fly so high,
circling
that only an eye can
touch these birds
some visit
unexpectedly
delighting us with their
movements
some are visitors
for a time
and then gone
often, I think
if I were a bird
that my best times
would be when
I was the farthest
away
I would
dip and s o a r
and only when
I felt a need for food
would I set myself
down
t o d a y
I am a bird
my mind takes me
to places that only
birds can go
high a top
cliffs and ledges
no other creature
around
only the w i n d
I would know
my strength
I would see the
places of humans
from afar
they can not
tame me
I think my name
is s p i r i t b i r d
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