Naturally Flying

I burst into the air

Where I’m at home

Where I don’t care

The songs of birds ring in my ears

I see the land shrinking beneath me

I’m like elephant watching a ant hill

All is so tiny

And I know that if I fall I will perish

But I’m at home

And I don’t care

I hear the engines of flying machines whirring 

I know it sounds impossible

But if you don’t believe

I’m at home

So I won’t care

I sweep down like an eagle upon its prey 

And I hear a child screeching in delight at the sight

I might be a bit deceiving

But I’m at home

And I don’t care

My heart settles

I’m finally at peace

The world is nothing other than a small chunk or a piece

The ocean sways beneath me

Like a jiggled piece of dark turquoise jello

There are few calm creatures

While the others are all les then a bit mellow

But I’m at home

So I don’t care

Smoke drifts up toward me

Attempting to pollute my one calm place

I try to battle it

Push away the worlds dumped guck

But it stays persistent as ever

The shadowy gray column of dirt

Finally resigns

And I feel calm once more

Since I always care about any threat to my only claimed home.