A Dancing Liftoff

Air and water
seesaw back and forth
like a bow to strings,
creating a symphony of worth.
It’s time to take a leap.
It’s time to take flight.
My mind in murmuration,
migrates from emotional plight.
With rain gently falling,
white geese make puddles dance.
Spinning round in circles,
my stride becomes a prance.

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