Capture On the Free Spirit
Soared the free spirit of the snow bird, and
Wheeled delirious above defiant ground, her
Lily wings unfettered beat, cooled the sun's face,
And stirred complacency of the clouds.
She cared for nothing but her release, and
Lighted deft for phantom instants, upon
Men's stony hearts, chipping them a fraction,
Then vanished stripped of meagre trace.
Until his eclipse laid still her flight, and
Crooned the wind song melody, she tarried, more
Than ever before, and then, too late, smitten
Semi-clipped, she surrendered unto love.
He wrought magic capture on the free spirit, yet
Begs the query "Why? Why me?", not
Reasoning, at the vital core, love
Demands no answer.
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