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| Black Birds Migrating, Lake Ridge Road |
From the side of the road I witness the graceful and
exacting movement of the flock. Cars rush past oblivious to this awesome dance.
There’s spaciousness in my chest and an intense feeling of gratitude overwhelms
me. I don’t want them to leave! But they do and I must go, as well. I have
someone special waiting for me to pick her up at 3:05.