third wing (or: and I said to Grace)

there is something, Grace,
basic and beautiful
and unknowable about this space
known girl grown to the
check and balance of the
sun and the moon’s
attenuation of bone, feather
and wing
i stay
we flow
so not against or for the
me, why, who, when and
where to
cherish this moment, again
and how

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