the strength of affinity

he could not fly
for he had no wings

he could only
more tree
than bird

to wing
only for the sky

he lacked the means
he was not of feathers
he was bark

and like the tree
the strength he found
to move
was enough
to shake the earth
was just enough
to fall


Poem #536 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.

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