words are like stray birds...

words are like those  stray birds that fly
out of  reach
and yes  beyond my field of  vision
 but i  hear them
only cannot reach them…
grappling  and trying to  snatch them
 they so quickly  fly away afar…
 in the skies of  my  mind
 they chirp and cheep
sometimes making  my heart  leap
and at othertimes
  i sense the deep  abyss
thts lies within  me
 i  hear them  echo like perhaps those calls of the ravens…
 on sunny  days 
when thoughts about you  hover..
 i  hear them like  hummingbirds…close to my ears
 singing and hovering
 seeking the  nectar of sweetness of  thinking…