If I Were a Bird

If I were a bird A hawk or a jay I could soar in the endless night And be kissed by dappled sun in the day The sea beneath me Calm as a dove Then angry and churning It's salty heart stopped by love My flock surrounding me In powerful, delicate anticipation As winter draws closer And we migrate to prevent its chilled extermination I do not fear the wind Upon its back, it carries my weight Soaring, Sweeping, Diving, Flying Not burdened by hate If I am bird, A hawk or a jay Then my wings are made of lead When I try to fly, they only flay