Tuesday, March 27, 2018
two birds
She has ruffled my feathers and at times made me want to take flight.
Instead and instinctively, I calmed myself by will.
Inch by inch I moved further out on a limb. Oddly, the further out I got, the more centered and secure I felt.
For it was there that I heard her cooing.
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