Procession through the desert
Cranes fly over India
Pigeons scramble for their crumbs
China harbors the omen of swallows
Eves of temples
Bell towers
The old world fills with winter
Talons like time craving fire
Ice and Zen
Foxes and Japanese cranes
Stellar eagles
Ancient lands and their birds
All these malicious computers
Who is hacking whom?
This murky world and their banks
Codes, spies and quantum physics
Your love cannot be digital
How I miss the sweet birds
I trust the birds
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Joseph, Your poem speaks of the sensibilities of appreciating the beauty of nature as a true poet sees the world. It is beautiful and I gave it a 10. Aloha, Connie