Shifting Winds

Shifting Winds

The birds are confused this year.

In one day the weather betrays several seasons

in one hour, the day itself.

The fragile flocks head one direction

then another

circling, in feathered squalls

turning, to follow their tails

wing tips shifting on Bali, then Knik, winds.

Our hearts

follow in the wake of the birds

seeking safe landing.

We all desire that ultimate gust of air

that will lift us high and far

and with little effort

carry us safely

to some coveted, distant shore.

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