Wind and Bone

You dart past with flash of
Gilded wing

I watch you set on weakened stem like an
Aurelian acrobat on a swaying trapeze

You hold fast to your perch
Nimbly reaching for seeds born of stooped sunflower

Your partner alights
Less brilliant in hue but equally agile

You call
She echoes

Halcyon voices sounding over rows of 
Amber sentinels.