upstream

 upstream

desire 

and an eagle lead me around

each bend and into the wild

where, most at home,

i breathe with headwinds 

turning willow leaves into

song

thirsty like us for love's 

lapping on our shores

where herons and 

longings fulfilled glide

weightless 

and return us to ourselves with the 

kingfisher's call

of true north and

rest

ls 8.17.21