thursdays

Nudged off the concrete steps 

Into the maple tree
Into pieces of dandelion parachute lightness
Catching the wind into the blue of this day
Pulled & lifted into visions of use & service
Unwound, released & reaching
Open & available
To be present & vital to the boned & feathered
To write, to fly, to soar into the something more .....
To complete the flight 

To follow thru

With no fear of heights
No fear of the landing
Maple Tree shimmering … 

Flight into me