Birds

i admire and love these creatures we call birds watch in envy the soar, dive those landings of awkward elegance internecine territorial disputes, my laughter salubrious songs of the morning, my smile the mocking bird's nocturnal cry, my reflections living where the weather suits something humans rarely achieve never leaving an heir with more than air they survive living instinctively in nature's harmony they have taught me we humans struggle with freedom birds simply live it but it is more than just wings some people prefer life complex me, i am for the birds San Blas 91 The Patient Stones