Lost Bird

by Richard Dinges

A swallow swoops
through barn rafters.
Feathers sift through
light and shadow.
Desperate flight
searches ideas
trapped in my brain.
Tips of wings flow
from night’s dreams.
I open the door
briefly to let
in the gloom,
and now open it
to allow in
a morning glow
for this lost bird
to find anew
a risen sun.