Freedom

Once in Australia

we saw a flock of white cockatoos

feeding in a fallow field.

The yellow in their crests

rose like a signal.

Then they all lifted,

and like so many sharp needles,

they stitched air currents with their wings

up and down, parallel to the field.

Back again.

What a fortune in silver!

The shimmering,

billowy,

dusk-damasked fabric

they created.

(c) Copyright 2001. The Christian Science Publishing Society

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