Where is your inspiration today?
My inspiration is aloft with the birds
flying nowhere it seems, until landing
on the topmost tree branch –
thoughts perched in perspective,
eyes affixed to the view missed
while chasing breadcrumbs
at the foot of benched pedestrians –
everywhere, echoes of life carry
higher and higher into the canopy,
an assortment of sound absorbed
by leaf and feather, silently sorted
above and dropped down effortlessly
into my hollow head as seeds
germinating after my first breath.