You are the fearless wisdom-bird
Who flies to songs of things unheard
Spiraling through the air in flight
Darting from the highest height,
You bend your beak to the pale blue sea
And dedicate yourself to it.
You fly above and help the fish
Discover their own wings to fit
Your great adventure in the sky
Staring we're left mesmerized,
Daring to take off in flight
And leave the things we know behind.
It's crazy for a fish to pass
An eagle in the atmosphere,
But that's the way we want to live,
Weighing risk the way you did
When you were young and just like us,
A fish who marveled to become
A feathered wisdom-bearing eye,
Dodging thunder in the sky.
The snappers, turtles, bass, and trout
Forgot their dreams of finding out
"How does a fish become a bird?"
The whole thing seems, to them, absurd,
But now we feel the waters brim
Is closer than it's ever been
Convention's call is fading dim and
Our ears are tuned to violent hymns,
Those symphonies that make us sing
Will bind our gills and fins and bring
Us out see the light of morning,
Brighter sun and fiercer glory.
Remembering the things we left,
But never looking back at them
We start to breathe in deeper breaths
Of some angelic oxygen.
And after we have lived and gathered
Stories up in our rundown feathers
We, like you, will find the sea
Again and help the fish to dream
Of finding hidden symphonies, the
Answers to uncanny things,
And all that makes a fish become
A bird when it would seem absurd.
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