by Ethel Mortenson Davis
One
became caught
last night
in my net.
This morning
I untangled him —
eyes true and bright,
magnificent iridescent feathers,
and a warm beating heart
that stayed in my hand
as I threw him up into the air
so he could
continue his flight
across the universe.
fourwindowspress 
beautifully done!
Thank you. Ethel
So symbolic and beautiful, Ethel. Exquisite!
Thank you for this. Love E.
May we always remember to release those who become entangled and entrapped, whether in our nets or in some other fashion.
I must remind myself many times. Thank you Ray. Love Ethel
Likewise. 🙂