![]() FlocksA Poem by SorenBirds on the wing in a straight line Northward bound unbroken they fly Season change is their sign Cast beneath feathered clouds in a golden sky Endless numbers without question they follow Dots then dashes of code set on high Messages from water fowl or swallow Too distant to hear their cry What message do they send below? Is there meaning in this code, wind blown? Cryptic lines of life's flow Winging it alone is where trouble is sown
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