
Stay close, as we fly into unsteady winds, into unknown days. Let me feel your wingbeats, close enough, closer, until I cannot distinguish between your sounds and mine. Stay close, as we must fly together as we migrate into the next few years in this land, we will need each other more than ever. Know that when you tire, I will be there, right ahead of you, to give you a break from the breeze. Find my wake when you feel you cannot fly, for I will carry you home.
Published on January 11, 2017 06:30