Solo Flight
In this valley of earth
the wind
comes with the same gift
the same solitary wind
that carries faith
without speaking
with the same sightless purity
that sees everything
as it is
that causes the same quiver of branches
that have pulled their skins
out of soil and rocks
The wind’s long horn blows
into this valley’s earthen jug
and applies its wisdom
as thin as
this silver hair that holds the heat
to my bones
this wisdom that assembles
and stirs above me watching
and me standing
below
in this valley as cold as heaven
where there has always been
and even now a river’s
unsaid oath
where birds drop feathers
where birds balance the wind
even in sleep
even when nothing moves
even when knowing that
each feather dropped
can fly
alone
each one
gifted with the wind’s wisdom
_____________________________
from my fourth book 'The Translator'
(Transcendent Zero Press, 2015)
"Solo Flight" was first published in 'Jellyfish Whispers'
Amazon books search: "the translator/dah"
Copyright © Dah Dahlusion | Year Posted 2016
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