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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