diverged golden boughs
a limb lifted, bowing to its Goddess
a hunch backed shimmering-shady ruffled robe
limp with strength
leaning toward its mothers hand
balancing red balls on every edge-
of every piece of perfect plumage
while holding a silk sewn doyle in it's hand
you could see every thread shining,
breathing with the breeze.
A fly landed on it's shoulder
crawled around for a moment
and was lifted by the breathing