This was inspired by another piece that was up here at one point, called "We All Are Birds".
Just the title.. the rest was a random outpouring of thought.
We are all birds
with hidden wings
and lightened hearts
using air currents to further ourselves
in a cold blue world.
The wind lifts us up
but can send us tumbling down
to a warmer earth
where traffic must be dodged
on the sidewalks and the streets.
Aren’t we all just looking
for a place to roost?
Finding monetary twigs
and sun reflectors
coins for the want-to-be-wealthies?
Aren’t all of our lives
dependent on something
like the oil in the feathers
or the downy ones beneath
keeping our cold blood warm
on lonely winter nights?
