Soar

Two birds I know
Much dear to me
Are afraid to fly together

Often do though
Yet later separate to their nests
With reluctance but for fear
Of hurting and being hurt

Yet in flight
Glory is theirs and unmatched
And though blessed are all voyeurs
I
Long to fly beside
And let my eyes
Reflect what they are blind to

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