Hide in the
sand
At the
bottom of the sea.
Mouth open wide
For falling
debris.
Or rise
fearsome
To the
waterline;
A fin sloshing
In the
sunshine.
Or take off wide
Into the open sky,
Into the open sky,
And flock
with the millions
Or die.
There is no
freedom
Where there
is need
Where there
is loss.
Free is the
dove
Amid the
albatross.