WINGBEATS
A
dove inside
a
deep dark shaft
flies
toward the light.
Its
tiny body
wrapped
in rope
is
hoisting
a
steal box
a
safe
with
a heart inside.
An
impossible journey.
An
impossible weight.
But
the dove is making its way
to
the surface of the world
one
white wingbeat at a time.
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