Bird

An eternal, rejuvenating flower.
Waiting.
Tight as a bud.
She blooms.
Wings outstretched;
feathered petals,
fanned and reaching.
Taken.
A dance with natures breath,
gliding, darting, diving;
carried by the wind,
like the spore of a thistle.
She lands.
Enwrapped.
Tight as a bud,
once again.

© Strauss
19th January 2007