Monday, February 18, 2013

Night Flight





Night Flight by Henry Henry Rivers
Art work by Marie Pierce

Across the migration
of winds
and stars
and the city
of the moon,

buoyed by the sea
of darkness
and the warmth of earth -
rising above the hills,
rising above the plains
and the moving streams, -

calling to their fellows,
touching our tree-tops,
singing the ancient
antiphonal of North
and South,
of warmth and cold,

singing the mirror
of sea and tundra,

singing the mirror
of the falling horizon
where land and water -
where dreams and waking
meet.

A whisper of wings
and they are gone.

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