Nest Fallen

  

Never a broken wing, never 

the failure to thrive; this

is an unretrievable tumble that

fills the birth to death flight

with wonder as if there are no

sailings, landings, and lift offs

in between.

  

Limp flight mechanisms do not

challenge starlight or moonlight.

There are no boundaries when

the wings are magnificent.

  

For most hatchlings, flying

is inside whether the fall happens

or not. Even from the predator

hidden ground, the dream

is of air under wing

  

allets

09-22-17

906a

  


Author's Notes/Comments: 

I found a baby jay in the hedges. Courage had not developed, but fear made it flee. Instinct for survival lived there. :D

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