Flying Invocations

My backyard birds call me each morning. Come join our oceanic swimming 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 languaged human nature longing to rediscover our eternally humane ecological nature, belonging reconnected as and with and in Earth's flying raptured nature. 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 our shrine in Earth's wilderness, or recreate nothing of healthy value accessible to all.