he tries to appear
brave
pushing against
the updrafts
and when
he swoops he
appears as graceful
as ever

but I see his
struggle,
his panic,
where to go?
where to go?
what to do?
oh god
oh god
oh god
he thinks

I walk back
inside and watch
him for a time

he flies away
hampered by the
wind
and I wish him
god speed
home