The birds swayed in the air in unison,
Round and round they went, declaring
The bond they shared and made.
And then came the winds and took one apart,
And the other looked lost in confusion.
But the one wondered in anger,
Why didn’t the other come looking?
Love wasn’t hidden, but distance made it harder
To show one another that it mattered.
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But I watched them from afar.
As they flew near, the distance grew shorter.
Jealous of the two birds,
I saw how love was shown affectionately,
And conflict was managed gently
With words and touch when they were nearer.
Love needn’t hide, yet closeness made it easier.
Jealous of the two birds,
I stood there wondering and wishing
Had they kept swaying with me
Until we finally came nearer,
To finally receive emotional closeness, consistently,
To ultimately give peace as its byproduct, readily.
But the birds went ahead,
Swaying in the air in unison,
Round and round, declaring,
Love’s always present,
Yet the space between one another revealed it clearer.
