Birds

The wind sometimes blows birds out of

The trees, and the birds might even fall

For a second. But then they fly up and up,

Until they find a sturdier limb on which

To perch. Or they ride the breeze, feeling

The strength of the current in their

Feathers, enjoying the sensation and

Power of the mighty gusts. A bird

Becomes one with the air, be the air still

Or moving. A bird learns where the air is

Calm, and where it is strong, using both

To its advantage, responding to changes

As they occur. Make me like a bird!

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Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger, Advocate

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