Searching for a Soft Place to Land

~ by Carl Josehart

Soaring high above craggy cliffs
a weary seagull searches
he has traveled far
seen distant lands
now he is just searching

He has thrilled with the hunt
plucking luscious fish from the briny ocean
provided plenty for himself and his brood
now he is just searching

He has flown high
wings buoyed by rising air currents
daring to warm his wings in the rays of the sun
fallen low
overpowered by the drag of life
waves tickling his wings before finding the power to climb again
now he is just searching

There has been time for travel
there has been time for hunting
there has been time for soaring
there has been time for falling
now he is just searching

searching for a soft place to land

~ April 2019

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