The flock was silhouetted against the sunsetAs was I
The color in my scarf radiated through the fabric
The wind unfurled the scarf against the shallow sunlight
It was almost as if the color cajoled for life
Against a backdrop of somber smolder
The flock of birds danced in the hazy sunset
Their presence was my presence
Like their glide my heart also sailed
Behind the temples of my eyes
I joined the vortex of the universe
And my being rotated into the heavens
This was the lost portal
Somehow I was able to synthesize
Feelings of love, compassion, nurture
Into a gaseous effervesce
I can feel the wings on my soul
There was purpose in this reason
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