They go where nothing does
not even moonlight
Finding a way to slice the air
and ride the wind
If you see one
bow down in wonder
Touch it not
Their ancient wisdom is delicate

They go where nothing does
not even moonlight
Finding a way to slice the air
and ride the wind
If you see one
bow down in wonder
Touch it not
Their ancient wisdom is delicate
Published in Open Arts Forum on .
I am a retired entomologist/educator and have been writing poetry for a long time. It's only been in the last few years that I have taken it a little more seriously. I keep trying through writing to find new perspectives that reveal the layers of meaning that are always there, just below the surface of the obvious. I write because I enjoy it, and sometimes it helps me understand the world and myself better.
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