Here I am in my cocoon, <br />driving along grey roads <br />with grey thoughts and darker undertones <br />and you fly across my vision up on high. <br /> <br />Thoughts dispelled in the mere touching of your freedom <br />heart joining the beat of your wings <br />all cares momentarily lost as I ride with you <br />on a light and wing'ed flight across the vaulted sky. <br /> <br />What is it about birds I ask <br />and you carry my soul up high <br />reaching to the heavens; <br />my question left far below both you and I.<br /><br />David Taylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-is-it-about-birds/
