They love the bustling crowds
Of New York City
Philadelphia, Boston, Los Angelas
Blending in
Elbow to elbow with humankind
There is a cast to their outline
A little brighter
A lack of shadow
They feel your glance like a touch
When your eyes dart back to look again
They have already disappeared
Did they shapeshift
Downshift
Become invisible
Were they to task
Or on shore leave for a moment
Oh, mysterious world!
Full of wonders and secrets
Unfold miracles in these troubled times
And let the winged ones
Have their moments
In the sun
