The valentine sky is swept by scotomas
As swooping murders shade the overhead
They dot the broccoli tops
Because they know
Safety not in numbers, but Being is found through others
The swans flap-walk cross the loch
And air their hind to dive
Black and white share fish and space
Because they know
Worms aren’t picky, and eyes are stupid
The brave diablos plummet from the castle ramparts
Clear the cliffs and meet gusts head on
They do not slow their descent
Because they know
Life is not too short, but too long to live with fear
The mallards wade through garbage scraps
Bright male with paler mate
They never leave each other’s side
Because they know
god is in the pair, a worthy life is shared