Page 48 - flying stones
P. 48
the Falconer's epitaph
cerebrating unbanded wings wisdom.
numbering not nor naming
world upon the wilding
free freedom flying mindful unchain.
were we not leashed
lifting under talons'
power piercing forearm.
we, falcon-tamed
under shrewd uncanny
crankerous claw of cawing,
beaking beadlike stealen.
we claim not upon searing spirit,
unbreaking against hooding blindness
nor searing rage, rabbiting glaze fear.
snapped strips of leather dangle unarmed.
the Falconer
skies unknown dreams
currenting drifts
tacking uplift endless sunshriek
cloud peace.
we, forever freed.
your flight.
