You found me
earthbound
picked me up
nurtured timid buds
kissed, coaxed
until they bloomed
into wings spread
wide enough to soar
But I am not the angel
you say I am
I am only a bird
not sedentary
enough to resist
the urge to migrate
passing every toadstool
and tree stump
in a passionate flyway
to your longitude
loving a season
until the next
staying until the air
bears just a hint of cool
Tess Kincaid
June 2011
image: Endeavor, Lino Tagliapietra, Columbus Museum of Art
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