Birds
                on a wire
         take F L I G H T,
         a d r i f t  in  a  f l u t t e r
   A formation at first sight seems all too cluttered
    Far well too formed for us humans to see
        Birds’ wings s p r e a d, knuckle-less clutching
          What us humans G I V E, give away for f r e e
             Birds commingle, cohabitate, chat and sINg
                Bonds, convivial memories and m e l o d i e s
                  Lots of them, to their hearts’ C O N T E N T
           And we, on the ground fighting, longing, blind- far too blind to see
           A forced smile, a fake hello, an improper h u g… far too disconnected
            Humans we are, and this way we continue to b e
                    Birds on a wire under the sun, wind and rain
              On a traffic light, a swing or window pane
           Humans in cars, in offices living day to day
             in a world so m u n d a n e
               Such is the world here
                 But I SEE them, I see them everyday
                   And strive to be like them,
                     a f l u t t e r,
                       a d r i f t
                       And one day,
                             like them
                              I  will   get   carried   
                             AwAY
                              -haven

                (Art via torilynnwade.tumblr.com)