In Memory Of Your Flight

On your wings rests the weight of the world,
carrying our desires and our dreams aloft;
Flying intimately past the moon and the stars,
trading reality for our fantasies, feather-soft.

In your beak you carry the seeds of life,
knowing we will reap what you have sown;
Sharing your fertile gifts as you pass by,
your beauty remains, long after you have flown.

From above, you guard us all with mighty claws,
defending life and protecting your domain;
You build your nest among the branches on high,
while we rejoice to hear your sweetest of refrains.

As you were soaring among the winds of change,
you passed before me, once, then circled back around;
That was when you struck my heart with pain,
though I could not see as you fell to the ground.

We believe we can become somewhat like you,
as in this world we have created speed and light;
But we can never replace your form or power,
nor duplicate the dreams of freedom in your flight.

Lora Frikken ~ 4-30-05