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Little bird flies so high

Goes so far

Fragile, vulnerable

Yet, knows no fear

Little bird above the clouds

Near the moon

Among the stars

Across the waters of any ocean,

From a land of cold

To the far land of warmth.

Little bird, how so strong

How no fear to weigh your wings down

How no wind can fight against

As you fly, and glide and soar so high,

Little bird, how do you fly?

Then a small, shiny angel cloud shaped like a hand

Moved in from the North,

Moved up from the heart

Dropped into the mind,

Unseen, invisible hand that cups this one

And tenderly carries it along

Even as it races wildly into the newest earth wind.

-heavensees blog…