A Soldier's Elegy

A kestrel dips into an updraft thinking he knows the world tranquility gurgles through silent valleys over mountains around the earth refracted through the wind The creature soars ever higher in great swoops and dives the horizon curves as it eludes vision the stars pulse their siren but thrill denies adrenaline overrules their ambient warning Gust to gust each fades quicker than the last whispers carry the weight of wings and their soulful song breaches sanity prayers of rightful good where petty purple banners crest twinkling hearts The last thermal ridden last lyric dies as flight’s drone fades upturned wings alone the sky empty oblivion as the sun aligns its beady eye to the looping path of the bird Two brittle forms grapple in light which blots out the senses and protects what can never be touched divine oblivion smites the naive bird an archangel buried in a crypt six feet deep.