A
Scattering of Birds
It's such a tenuous thing
this venturesome experiment
Removed as it is from reality
veiled from all the laws
of common correspondence
The world of words dissolves
along with common sense
An abstraction lost in smoke
Love conquers everything
except its ultimate demise
No need to spell it out
to those who scatter like birds
to settle, take wing and settle
once again on branches
No need to take flight
from my fingers in your hair
Lingering gently there
understanding your need to fly
It's done with mirrors and they say
that mirrors never lie
So stay a while and see yourself
reflected in my eyes
until some startled rush of wings
takes you away
to wheel and flash the colors
meant for someone else
Testing currents that lift you
further than those we knew
I'll see you safely gone
and glory in the flight from here
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