First And Last Is The Letting Go
Every solution to every problem is simple.
It's the distance between the two where the mystery lies.”
Derek Landy, "Skulduggery Pleasant"
Having slipped and fallen, my morning
Walks were to my second-story window
Perch where for three days I watched
The two late-spring sparrow fledglings
Learning by failing and falling slowly
To the needles under their pine perch
Where their mother had nudged them
Again and again to the edge of the nest
Until the need became their own to trust
Their wings to what they could not see.
I had thought they had simply been born
Knowing that the air in their hollow bones
Was equal to the breeze through the pines,
That their first leap of faith would be to glide
And veer, level and lift and soar, to simply
Be the air made visible. It seems simplicity
Is a thing accomplished only with difficulty.
Poetry by countryfog
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Written on 2015-09-23 at 15:37
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