Flying Free

 

 

Came across this poem today and loved it. Birds are the great symbols of freedom and this poem captures an inspirational sense of that here.
 

The Fulmar - Katrina Porteous

I watch the fulmar hurl its breast

To the wind's unseen geometry;

Spread wings on nothing, reckless of gravity,

And ride that risk

And rest

On sheer uncertainty,

Choosing no choice. 

I must learn to be like him, 

To follow the reach and search of air - 

Swoop, sink, stand, balance, soar on the invisible spiral stair - 

And not resist

But trust, 

And be carried there.