You drift
as though searching for a place to land.
In the air
with spots like eyes
you see me
i think.
I always hoped you were a messenger
giving me a sign
that there is more than this.
But as you glide in empty spaces
over my head
finding another one
like you,
a flitting dance
a sort of courtship,
I think of you as earthbound
waiting for your journey to begin.
A flower with a dark centre
and petals
of dark yellow
stands tall in this colony of yellowed wings.
Its face greets
the weightless bodies
of two travellers,
perching for a moment
before they catch the wind.

J. Hamilton


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