Wings in Space
Through windows of starships
galaxies of stars and planets hang suspended.
Full moon, bright and large to earthlings, merely a minute speck of light in space barely pricks the velvet fabric of a void vast and beyond any imagining.
No ordinary birds soar through this sky.
But if there were....
that bird would have a wing span of thousands of miles.
Wings of thick leather stretch from a body thin and strong.
Black grooved beak curves down and glistens in star light.
Giant tuft of iridescent feathers sweep back from between dark glittering eyes; eyes as huge as some of the planets it has glided silently past.
Long sinewy legs, thick and strong, end in curved dagger-like talons.
Giant birds as gentle as they appear fearsome,
only one of their kind born each hundred years,
their life span unknown millennia.
This bird's home is a giant planet deep in space.
Grand birds that roam restlessly through space to look for others of their kind, sentient only to themselves.
“Imagination will often carry us to worlds that
never were. But without it we go nowhere.”
~ Carl Sagan
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