Crows rise and drop
in the high redwood tree
arguing, competing
to see who would light
on the top-most limb,
as thin branches, bending
under their weight, waver
and bow
when suddenly
one raucous crow
comically falls.
Cawing, the clumsy black bird
beats out his own breeze,
and rises again
to the argument.
Nice analogy.
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