I knew for a moment
The freedom of flight
Taking wing and soaring
Against the auburn sky
I knew for a moment
The safety of a place
Nestled in and comforting
Wrapped in quiet den
I knew for a moment
Where I belonged
Walking wooded trails
Loathe for the path to end
Autumn arrived and with the leaves
I drifted down from branches
To lie here on the damp November ground
Staring lonely at the sky now
Dreaming once again
Of flight
Sinking slowly into cold earth
Sinking coldly into dirt
