Bird Woman

Watching birds,
their simple, spacious lives,
(peck a seed here, sip a drop of dew
there). See them perched safely on a
power line with at least thirty close
relatives, and freedom to
fly when bored.

I want to be a bird woman,
satisfied with small, daily memos from
God who has promised food, and a
safe power line on which to find
footing in any weather.

Also, wings for realms I only
dream of, intimations of continents
to cross, nests to build.

Luci Shaw

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