Every morning I
jump out of an airplane with
out a parachute:
Swallows Starlings and
Ancient Sparrows caress Me
through Mt. Everest,
Humming Magpie’s hang
on to my fingertips past
Burj Khalifa in Dubai.
Plummeting over
the lark’s meadow the loon’s lake
and today seems small.
Fifteen-thousand feet
holds the rebirth of rubber
band resiliency,
Chant with my feathers
now bound to tumbling shoulder
blades like holy fowl.
Destiny a grail
all-embracing imminent
possibilities.
Morning endures as
I ascend our reflecting clouds
“Today is the day”.
Feb 17, 2018
Feb 17, 2018 at 10:22 PM UTC
Every morning I
jump out of an airplane with
out a parachute:
Swallows Starlings and
Ancient Sparrows caress Me
through Mt. Everest,
Humming Magpie’s hang
on to my fingertips past
Burj Khalifa in Dubai.
Plummeting over
the lark’s meadow the loon’s lake
and today seems small.
Fifteen-thousand feet
holds the rebirth of rubber
band resiliency,
Chant with my feathers
now bound to tumbling shoulder
blades like holy fowl.
Destiny a grail
all-embracing imminent
possibilities.
Morning endures as
I ascend our reflecting clouds
“Today is the day”.
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