A bird flies overhead      
the clouds hiding it from view
Maybe souls can fly lazily      
feathers slowly spiralling down  
parallel shifts in Time
Hold the tiny little creatures together
living in the cracks that slipped
a flower blooms slowly      
takes seven years to open      
carrion may eat it        
slowly suffocating      
when the sap rises in spring,

Incisions made drip the essence      
reduced by many fold

its the sweetness on your lips      
the nectar that rises and makes it possible
Hearts beat and wings flutter
Take the thought as high as that bird
lazily spiralling

Did He notice it was down to the dregs
that slime He spoke of    
                       the sludge filling His mind        
Once in
the bird could not leave      
ever again
But      did it want to?

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