Sometimes Longing Clings Too Tightly

Fledgling American Crow on Hand  

photo by Robert Langham


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God loved the birds and invented trees.  Man loved the birds and invented cages.
  ~Jacques Deval

Love’s comfort cannot be hunted down nor caged

It flies like freedom and loose feathers

I held it once

Close but not tightly

Not wanting to lose it too soon

I called it by its true name

Gentle and low

And it rested softly upon me

But sometimes longing clings too tightly

And with time my yearning to hold on

tightened

Hurting us both when you flew away

Now empty handed

I reach upward

And cry out

Perch upon me once more my dear one

Stay for as long as you like

Let my strength be your weakness

And I will use all the power I have

To not cage you in

But my words are lost on open skies

 and near or far your wings are never lost.

©Carrie Van Horn 2019