Off the Wind
The Birds
Sp lit
Apart
And coalesce
On again,
Off again
Brilliance on the wing
Off again,
On again
Meadows of Salt Spray
Bursts of Magic
Everything Returns
To the Place
That was
All
It was ever meant to Be.
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