Flying Invocations
Backyard birds call me
in a diverse chorus of voices
each morning.
Come join our wading pools
our mountainous nests.
Come fly with us
if only for this brief respite
immersed in imaginary sanity.
Away from risks and opportunities
of complexly motivated
and dissonantly emphatic human nature
longing to rediscover
our eternally humane ecological soul
belonging reconnected
as and with and in Earth's flying raptured spirit.
Birds sing namaste benedictions,
invocations, with us.
How are you?
Come back to us.
Remember you came from
a long regenerating family
of singing flying swimming
rooting full-octave nurturing voices.
We each,
together,
build musical shrines in Earth's wilderness,
or recreate nothing of healthy value
accessible to all.
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