a change of direction

the wind has changed. the morning seemed cooler. more welcoming. the sun drifted instead of glared. in an empty room, on a half made bed, transcience seemed simpler than stagnation.

last night we laughed at the year and drew plans in the skies. constellations lit through the vacumn.

i said: it's been so long, i've forgotten that this weight could be lifted.

searching for feathers and cranes.
birds will only circle where there is water.
migration and nesting are both ways to survive.