Streaking through the sky

The wind in my feathers,

I weave and bob

on the air currents.

Forever listening for the songs

of other travellers,

Companionship

On the road of the muse, the watchman

in my head is looking

after my creative heart

finds it’s release of passion.

Oh, blissful…

by M. Perron (Originally written Easter day, 1992)

Notes: I must have been optimistic at this time. Well, it was Spring, so I’m sure my outlook was quite positive. Or, sending an intention to the universe to get better…

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