Winged creature – Susie Sweetland Garay

Up before the sun
on a Sunday morning
for some solitude
and writing.
The sunrise is a bonus
I had not considered.
One animal in and one out,
both hunting for whatever
captures their interest,
resembling streaks of grey
more than domesticated animals.
We are all crepuscular beings and I am glad for them.
In this blue hour
I feel as though
all the birds will pray with me,
worms will sit with me
when I am lonely,
listen to me
when I sing.
I do not mind the rain or chill.
I wish I was a winged creature
who could sail above the trees
and look down instead of up
at the world and sky
in all her fickle glory.
I could be comfortable in the body of a bird.
We all evolve daily,
                         or should
if we know what’s good for us.
From where I sit
a bird flies too close
to the window,
I am momentarily
worried for him.
But there is no need.
He is only a beautiful silhouette
across the early morning green blue sky.
In another life he could have been my brother.
But in this one he is only a creature
who lives outside my windows.
©2013 All rights belong with the Author.



Filed under General Poetry

2 responses to “Winged creature – Susie Sweetland Garay

  1. wow such longing to fly and see the world differently 🙂 really loved this 🙂

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