the birds hover
and trust their
partners'
planes
as they parallel
a beautiful dance
through the air.

soaring and exciting broadly cutting swirls,
quick transductive sudden
stopping stammers,
daring divebombs and swifter recoveries,
gliding floating hovers to a view of a glimmering expanse.

where there is pain
there is compassion-
catch all my tears
within your warmly loving embrace.

I just followed her flow
until I crashed into a wave;
then I'd float to the beach
til the sea went calm.

I understand the hardships,
yet declare
our humanity's feelings
of joy should
be shared and sought.

Grief is a friend when
in the weightlessness
of its next todays and better tomorrows.

Slipping notes of depression
to a dear teacher
but laughing
by the end of class.