Birds in flight, fast over the roofs, drawing, winging:
This vision of flight comes like a simulacrum of freedom,
The freedom to move anywhere, anytime,
Beyond the constrictions of boundaries, and climb.
Because life is motion, whether the change of chimes,
Or the soft of a guitar, and music, which previses motion
Prefigures and prevails in flight --
As if humanity were a collection of numerous birds
Learning to take wing, and their efforts had been set
To strings.
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