Migration

The landscape of the sky changes altogether: a gathering of motion descending through the clouds. The winter months send them off to find air to breathe and room to live. We watch the skies for seasonal songs in a pattern older than memory. The days are marked by the silent flutter above in the flight … Continue reading Migration

Migrations

Winter's descent pushes A flight of seasons Fleeing winter winds That bite and frost the breath Seeking sunnier views The skies fill With flight patterns And calls As geese chatter above And pelicans silently hover This pattern overhead Of lines and formations Adding geometry to the dawn Breaking the silence With dramatic life - Caroline … Continue reading Migrations

Lightness

We could float away insubstantial will o' the wisp capricious and playful Or linger ponderous and grounded heavy feet planted locking us into one step No separation exists between options, just choice and courage one deep breath before the fall and the flight As we forget gravity and drift among the stars...