Wild bird – you thrash and throw
yourself against my walls.
What led you here, off course
and lost and finding no escape?
There ... held fast between my palms,
I turn and walk towards the light.
With open hands and heart ...
I give you back the sky.
1995 (from the book Discoveries In The Dark by Doris Potter)
© Doris Potter
I like this one. xx
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