Many Wings

Many wings are beating
Into the wind.
To their adventure
Earth, sea, be kind!

Dream-plumed, for voyaging,
One after one,
Into star-weather,
Out past the sun.

Wind-thrilled between worlds,
Spreads their desire. . . .
Be kind to many wings,
Air, water, fire.
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