Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Graceful, winged bearer of her young--
flying back and forth,
weaving, stringing together
the fragile, sacred shelter
for parent and offspring.
With unexplained intelligence
she searches the ground
for the perfect tendril--
formed, soft, pliable.
Cautious, watchful, flying upward
through leaf and branch;
awaiting the arrival of the future.
(Copyright 2008 By-Barbara J. Kirby Davis)
Posted by Barb Davis at 5:26 PM