silver wing
sole bird
divided
between what is
swept behind
and
what soars forward
all is blue
and gray
and considered
by the earthbound
looking up
in wonder
and
indecision

her mind fell off
at that moment
the morning silvered,
brushed at the sky
like a wing
and forgot it altogether
let it sweep
and tarry
like a bird she had loved
and let leave its cage
some years ago