The International flight came to fly
solo from the shady bluish sky
of faith, oh boy, a bunch color
different birds across and toss
northern swimmable winds, owls
had wings, butterflies open arms
acclaims and aims on earthiest
grounds to float, a mid little cloud
shifted forward and toward a situation
field, the blare of the sunlight upon a
center, it's okayed to enter whole
healing of heat of warmth will be
honorable, let it fly, so high. bluey
sigh near there, the land is safe
and sound right on the horizon was
a breathtaking quest is a best
on the greater chest of nature
in twenty-six thousand deep
and purred of air travel paths
were humongous
Written by
Michael James Brindley
6-28-21
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