The white birds appear as points of light in the river until they can be heard
They obey parliamentary procedures for the most part until ordinary words are not enough
Then they either
Fly
Across the vault of the sky lights rise and fall, signaling splendor
Morning and evening
And it was so.
Genesis 1:20 NIV
[20] And God said, “Let the water teem with living creatures, and let birds fly above the earth across the vault of the sky.”
i wrote it deliberately
the way it has been now to me
for over 20 years
and has been to the created
Universe
For as long as He can remember
Or rather just since that unfortunate incident in the Garden
“Biological mother” might have always been our deplorable undoing-
The willful choice
To pick death over Real Mom
Seems somewhat abstruse and vaguely epistemological
Until I tell you about the feral
cats of Universal City
one of whom, just a wee thing
had words with me last night
Sure, they were just
plaintive and insistent
Mewings in the parking lot
But we both know it was more than that
It was all of them
Hidden in the margins
Rightfully afraid of the humans who trashed the Garden
Looking for Real Mom
And yet so cold, so alone
so afraid to come home.
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