February 21st

I see a two black dots
the floor.

Most would kill,
but I hear,
“Be patient. Trust natural law.
“The promise is just over the horizon.”

I hear garbles
descending from the sky.
A sound I am not
familiar with.

I feel wonder.
I look up and see
soaring flocks
of graceful birds.

I taste the medicine in animal messages.
Cranes convey,
“protect your wisdom, while sharing it with others.
That is way to a balanced and prosperous life.”

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