Two wings on four winds

As a gilded blue sky ripples past her bi-plane’s wings

Her hands and feet tilt carving for into an upward spiral

To climb upon a rising sun’s near fringe to a coral sea

Pilot, navigator, a girl walking a winter’s morning

Mayhem trailing a shoreline far below with her feet

All up in the air writing a boisterous song to those four winds.

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