Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Sparrow Flight

Do you see the sparrows in the air,
Flying lively about their businesses,
Sprinkling the day with chirping sounds,
Chiming like little tin teapots?

Now pick one--that one?
And follow it with your eyes,
Here and there
As it flies and lights and flies:
Now to a branch,
To a bush, to a fence,
Now a hop to the pavement
To peck and scold,
Then way up to a treetop
To pause and survey.

Now imagine--
No, wait. First close your eyes.
Now imagine
Just such a sparrow
Inside your eyes,
And follow,
In the dark space of inner sight,
The myriad patterns
As that sparrow
Dips and swoops and climbs
And flies.

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