Felt Wind

	      when a
	                   tiny fabulous bird
	falls from the air above
	                  lies still
	           not dead
	      moist in handpalm
	
	                  her magical eye
	                winking
	                    up at flushed face hope
	            cupped into
	        a skin cage
	
	i strain wishing for
	        that which
	                would validate
	                        fabulous birds
	
	        bring wind come blow fallen
	  anticipation
	                        from me