They only know it is time. No frequent flyer points or vacation packages. Passing through on their way to where I do not know. Their journey inherently dangerous. But with grace and ease the take off, fly, encourage each other, and take turns buffeting the wind. They listen to their heart's call and go. Their freedom and trust giving flight to the wings of my heart. Their boisterous calls beckoning what science would call a more evolved brain.
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