in the middle of the night i crept out into the garden while you slept upon your side i went out to see the stars and i heard thrushes in the sky making contact with each other in the darkness they were redwings on the move on a journey with a purpose through the covered cage of night while we clung onto our perches they were flying undercover navigating by the rivers in the moonlight and i wonder should i fetch you you hold the key to our own vehicle of flight and we could listen to the white noise falling just be happy to be moving you and i could drive the night away you and i somewhere imagine headlights on the prowl trapping moths and finding catseyes as we wind the windows down to inhale the heavy air within the woods above the house moving shadows of the tree trunks as we re flying like an owl between the hedges hunting views and catching glimpses of the towns across the estuary the glow above the city in the clouds and the call of the mountains far beyond them and our headlights spill through windows to where the strangers on their perches dream of flight they dream of following the redwings calling they dream of flying in the moonlight you and i could drive the night away you and i somewhere