see here
the virtuous souls
with their still-wet wings
our grounded innocents
'fore they take flight
into the air
of a sky
pushing with the hot currents
we are in their
eyes still seen
as a high shelter
in which to nest
they will abandon
the place
together or apart
to test the wing
abiding
the rules of a higher
regulator
who makes the call
and we consent
so that the...
