May 31, 2015

Birdsong


Through crystal clear stillness
Nothing matters 
but breath and light
Limbs slice through atoms of hydrogen and oxygen
Weightless, impression-less
I am at home here. 
Alone here
I remain 
In my oasis of flight




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