Colors in the Air

You’d make a good bird
I’m not sure what kind
One that flies with confidence
Not flapping noisily
Panicky from place to place
You fly higher than most
Not the type to prey
Not to say you don’t get hungry
You think yourself fluffy
But you are feathered
Smooth and sleek design
Showing you have direction
Purpose

I wonder what bird you are
Something colorful to be sure
But not so small
That only binoculars will do
Companion sized
Something that looks formidable
Perched on your shoulder
Too striking to be menacing
Something tropical perhaps
Perhaps common in some far off place
But rare and breathtaking to me
And so I am left to wonder
What it might actually be like
To watch you take flight

I’m okay with pictures in a book
Some beauty feels peaceful
Just knowing it’s out there
Up there

Sometimes I do think I see you when I look up
And I can’t help but sigh long with a wide smile