Darkness Moves
I watched
the shadow of a vulture
glide over the highway,
a dark line across
tops of each passing car,
moving against traffic,
moving against logic
where upon first glance,
it felt bigger than us all.
I watched
the shadow of a vulture
glide over the highway,
a dark line across
tops of each passing car,
moving against traffic,
moving against logic
where upon first glance,
it felt bigger than us all.
Lovely
That vulture could be many things!
Love this. “It felt bigger than us all” could be so many things.
I came here to hold up that closing line too!
Love the hope in this poem!