Life comes flying — birds and dragonflies
dart over me. I am lying in the wind.
Your face breaks through the sky like sun. I rise
and go my blowing way with a gentled mind.
How can you be so good? Before I left
clouds wrapped you round in a dark sky of doom.
What did I lose? In truth, I am bereft
Of nothing, for in my heart's sunlit room
you live as never when we were together,
your eyes, your smile warm as they used to be
before we met: now all our judgment's weather
has broken. Now at last you are good to me.
Farewell: with gleam of beak and whir of feather
life rises from the roots of fantasy.
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