Than y Lady celeste

Tahn,  the blue bird that has traveled for days and nights from South Africa, flies knowing that the warm air that moves its wings will surround Lady Celeste in an infinite kiss. That wind for her is like the breeze from the crooked forest of her native Poland. Curved pines bent north. She always believed it was a sign. The curved line versus the straight line. And it went in a spiral, all the time, inwards ... until the worst of the hurricanes tore its epicenter and brought it to the door of the circus.