Nightjars

Nightjar (female)
Caprimulgus europaeus
Hawking from amongst the shadows of dusk,
In flight come the Nightjars.
A sky heard, headed for the pine crops.
Falling to the wilderness, grounded 
To make ready for nesting.
Hiding, naturally.

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Nightjar (male)

Imperfect

Universal truths and certainty,
There is always a canon, a law.
And ever
Separate are the Holy,
That is their virtue.
But the cosmic circumstance,
The Universal plan?
The wilderness and the voices?
All in line with their books.
There is an arch and a Bishop
A world of believers,
And condemned unbelievers.
The science and the spirit,
The Galactic and the Quanta.
The village and the crowd,
The pocket in the shroud.
Kindness is King
Love and understanding.
Everything else is imperfect.

Written in response to the word "Imperfect" on #introtopoetry

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