Wings whisper through air
Black Kite shouts discordant scree
Fearful pigeons flap
Wings whisper through air
Black Kite shouts discordant scree
Fearful pigeons flap
Left to wonder how so few can remember
From where we have come
To where we’ll return
And where we are stuck
Runway clears
Now aloft
Miles high
Above the smog
Crisp blue sky
First in weeks
Smogless air
First I’ve breathed
I visit with them
Let the shadows
Fall under my light
Until they become known to me
Appreciate them for their wisdom
Thank them for their insight
Forgive them for their fears and distractions
Illumined, I see their purpose