one
day ... continued
polaris
when all else is stripped away
there is love
set
your compass
then walk towards it
and know
when
everything turns black
there is, above all
a star
to guide you home
all
the pretty birds are singing
the
wind blows west across Jones' Bluff
over the roof of my small house
taking my heart
like a leaf spinning
transforming
me
in flight
i
grow wings
fly toward polaris
live like a star falling
i
skim the shore
feel droplets spraying
my plumage
waves of water and wind
& me somewhere between, as always
while you remain
my current, recurring dream
reminding
me
when there are no birds left singing
what remains
is love
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