i go out
to visit the spirits
and soothe my own
today
he was a kestrel
and she a swallowtail butterfly
they met me
at the gate
hovered a moment
then tipped wings
and returned to heaven
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4 comments:
Nice. :)
Like you, my presbyopia misses things like "wallks" all the time. ;)
Lovely--thinking of walks in Oregon, especially. I once lived in Corvallis--for four years while my husband got a grad. degree at OSU. I miss the Northwest. What a lovely place to walk.
I love it.
Lovely! Truly a prayer-poem to Nature.
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