A
Flightless plane
Big sheets of clean white metal
Wings drag across the pavement, into buildings
And homes
The hard cold floor
A yearning for significant purpose
Creating a series of moments to wonder
At the bluey, spacious, freedom that is the Sky
The
Desire to one day intersect with a flock of birds
Perpendicular
In arrow form
Warmth in purpose, commitment
And free spirit
Born to set sight on nothing but the present time of day
We yearn to be more
Crave more