She a still lake
in the middle of nowhere
He a Red Knot
flying 16,000 kilometres
twice a year
from his "home"
called Siberia
no maps, no compass
- only soul
his geomagnetic field
- only love
sun during the day
stars by night
leading him to her
he built a nest
in her
and then
she set him free
back to the sky
where he was meant to be
as she held his image
in her still womb
her love was
a migratory bird !
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