Not Mine
Like a flock of birds lifting from the tundra
White noise
Desperation
Fleeing
I had an urge to leave you
The cold never suited me anyway
Snow and ice reigned over my path
I searched for a safe place to land
Like a magpie I was drawn to gold
The golden glimmer of the sun
To thaw out my frozen wings
To ease the spasms
As I stretched out again
Flapping
Creating thunder with my wings
Reunited with my own power once more
I lifted from the ground
Ice falling from my feathers
My spirit rose
I levitated above our ruin
Shining again
Free
Soaring
As the sun warmed my blood
I found my voice again
Screeching
Grateful to tell my tale
Of hell and survival
You pick where you stay rooted
And I knew all along
The earth was not mine
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