Peace Meeting

A bird from the sky right through the eye.
The bird had, for a brief moment, blocked the sun. In that instant, light flickered through as a splash, and coating and warming every feather on its body.
But its momentum carried it forward. Beak outstretched, it plummeted towards the heart of my pupil.
I closed my lids before we made our deep embrace. Feathers warm from its flight. Sky grounded, air becomes full, sun meets the earth.

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