Starling Wings**

Starling Wings

 

My faith exposed and naked stood

Beneath the leering sky

 

The lake I loved spread like a ghost

That seeks a place to die

 

I did not see the starlings till

They rose in front of me

 

In fitful, loud, chaotic flight,

They all at once did flee

 

So startled from my inward gloom,

My outward form did shake,

 

And as I trembled in surmise,

My spirit came awake!

 

So rose a wrath of starling wings[1]

And then, a wind that spurned

 

My dirges in a time of self, [2]

As fear of God returned.