He was drawn

high into the air

by a transparent vacuum!


Like the birds he once admired

He was.

Free!


Sailing!

Effortlessly

above the tree.


‘Till it ended.

and slowly he dropped

calm as a flurry


To land among others

circling in chases

from rakes in a hurry.


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