Unrepeatable
It can be difficult
to stay
even as the sky fills with feathers
in colors swept
with wings
wielding their unrepeatable ritual
too bright to retain
yet even by turning away
you gleam within the gloaming
spun into flight by this same light
a wingsong
pouring over your slope and meadow
expanding
as if to hold you within this moment
in which nothing fits
and yet
everything
including you
belongs
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