Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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To find a poem here amongst
many voices of birds that move
in the tree tops, congregations
chatter to discuss the day
midst sun shafts splattering
the green along warm drafts
streaming the frowns, as I long
to lift above this aviary, stretching
my wings at last, catching
my center of mass, pitch and roll
yaw the angles of rotation
my axes centered in the stars.

c) Jan G. Otterstrom F.
    April 14, 2011
    Over Costa Rica