They came to him then, from a world too harsh for hollow bones that once broken could never heal. A wing amputated at the wrist, a flight interrupted forever. An owl attacked by cats, a hawk cut from the sky by the glint and flash of passing windshields, body twisted and torn thrown by the side of the highway. Held gently in his hands, packed in dark boxes to fight shock, the trembling birds wished for life aloft, the quiet above clouds. Trusted the man to keep their dreams.
16 December 2003