Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Freedom Flight

Body grounded by a virus,
my mind begs a break from

"Come for a ride," a peregrine falcon coaxes.

As I launch into the sky, 

"I'll be back," I say to my body.

Just a moment's 
ride, feathered
on the peregrine's

A chance to watch the mock battle of fledglings.

From a peregrine's view,
I marvel at my body
as it maintains 
the pace without me.

It continues to conquer
our challenge.

I slip back in
and off we go 
to breakfast.

Applause arises
from the sea.

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