In The Depth of Air

On the edge
          Of air & land
                    Fluttering among
                              Nature’s sweetest things

In a slow silent ceremony
          Fevered legs cool & become one
                    A hidden nest
                              Most precious
    
In the cozy morning mist
          Flannelled memories linger &
                    Harbor swans
                              Swim silently, faithfully
                                        Waiting for us

Mark Mularz