Bird’s Eye-view

bird’s eye- view

How insignificant these tiny things
Depending on wheels,
Or on metal wings.

Moving along pre-set ways
Unable to grasp, to understand
The immensity of the sky.

I ride an updraft, glide on high
Spot with my stereoscopic eye
A red car stopped beside the freeway.

Maybe the driver has slowed his pace
To take in the beauty of nature’s grace
Of the greensward or the trees.

I can move any which way
In the sky, my 3D space,
The sun on my feathers
The wind in my face
And so..
I pity the earth-bound human race.

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