I watch birds
\ncoming and going
\nin the branches.
\nBeing spring
\nI wonder if they\u2019re cold.
\nHave a fear of falling.
\nDo they get dizzy?
\nBeing small,
\ndo the heavens
\nseem too big?
\nThey would swallow me up.<\/p>\n
They live such short lives,
\ndo they regret
\nso few hours
\nallocated to them?
\nAnd then,
\nwatching them soar,
\nsing out,
\nplay in the immensity,
\nI would,
\ngiven a choice,
\nbe a bird
\nfor all the right reasons.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I watch birds coming and going in the branches. Being spring I wonder if they\u2019re cold. Have a fear of falling. Do they get dizzy?…<\/p>\n