Saturday, May 04, 2002

In the blue sky of the afternoon
a bird takes wing
to the music of his brother.
He soaks his body
in the rain of the sun
and he shows his gratitude
in the arc of his flight.
As his brother's music
reaches a crescendo,
he becomes one
with the sun and the sky and the light
and he disappears
into the beauty of the transient
and returns no more
to dance to the music of his mate.slcw