Fallen

Free falling through night's
celestial sky, your journey
ends on dawn's mossy bluff.

Scratching the earth with
fingers and toes, you're more beast
than divine spirit.

Birds take to the sky.
Forest floor comes to life with
creatures escaping.

In a feathered nest
made from your wings and bone, you
coil around the night

God's thundering voice
still ringing in your ears, Go.
Find a life to guard.

Photo: (c) Cindy Bailie