On the Wing

On the Wing

Standing here, confined to the ground,
I watch the birds as they fly past;
Intently watch their darting grace –
Then suddenly my mind takes off.

Treetops slip by far beneath me
As I race above the earth,
Winging my way across the woods;
Released from gravity’s burden.

I dip my wing and twitch my tail,
Heading in a new direction
For the moment. No end in mind,
Content in my dream of freedom.

2 thoughts on “On the Wing

  1. Hi Bird, I'm so glad you were able to share the experience. I found it magical and so liberating to imagine myself as one of the birds I was observing, to put my mind into an avian body and take a literal flight of fancy.


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