Flying in the clean, crisp air, do you think they even notice?
Hundreds of feet above the commotion -
the everyday talk of laity and clergy -
Do they even notice what's going on below?
An old man steps onto a balcony, greeting a crowd
larger than the country in which he lives.
Thousands pile in for a glimpse of the white haired man
with hopes that their faith with be validated.
As they soar through the cloud dusting in the sky,
do the countries' borders matter to them?
Do they stand out to others, or can they distinguish
others from themselves?
What is it like to be a Vatican City pigeon?
There are so many pigeons in Rome and in Vatican City...and the sky was so beautiful all of the days I was in both places, I had to write about it.
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure if this was the right approach to write about the birds, but I really like the random middle stanza about the Pope.