Flight

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One, two, three
I see

Flapping their wings
Symmetrically

A unified formation,
Heading towards
Their destination

Bound together
One and all
Whether
Close
Or, rather

Afar

Alas, their
Connection lasts
Through an affiliation,

An unseen web

Of great prostration
To that which is unseen
Yet can be felt
So definitely

A harmony felt
In flight, yes,
And
Everywhere else

A connection true
As
Their collective sense
Of direction

Blew

Away in the wind
Wings outstretched in kind

Tips almost touch
In midair
What a fantastical affair

A flight
Without fanfare
Only ever that which is there

The one, two, three,
Balancing themselves
As they fly through the air

Originally published on jeffflesch.com

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