Thursday, January 24, 2013

The albatross sailing on wind

The albatross sailing on wind
does it think to feel
the weight below, the endless space
it hides under the span of
its wings?

Or does it embrace
the empty only because
it looks ahead, sailing
on wind, open-armed,

Gliding canopy of feather
ruffling starless ocean eyes,
hanging on, turning

Into the silence deafened
by wind, by wind, by wind.

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