I originally jotted down this poem when I first heard it quoted in a documentary DVD called Winged Migration. This was a documentary about birds and their migration patterns—much more interesting than it may sound. They took a small ultralight aircraft up and flew around with flocks of birds to get some fantastic close-up photography. A web search for the author turns up nothing at all, so apparently he has no written works of any kind available. The DVD Winged Migration should be widely available.
In Our Next Lifetime
In our next lifetime