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The humming of her wings
On my head she sings
Her sweet little voice
Renders my heart ajoyce
Heard from far away
As in my bath I lay
Her shiny blue feathers
The contour she gathers
Swift and agile body
Never ever found soggy
These lively features
Of flower fed creatures
Conjure my awareness
Distract from the mess
To a once neglected spot
That a poor tree got
A bud of a branch
Swinging but staunch
Since you sat there
My eyes get a glue smear
I keep looking, remembering
How you, a purposive being
Sing of life's glory
Giving a new memory
Finding a new perch
In a never ending search
In the face of dejection
Taking doses of neglection
Of silence and indifference
An inseparable piece
Of your existence.
I wish to be equal both sides Whether it be giving or taking Watching or be seen Living or dying
00A nature story. Non fiction. It is about taking initiative with what is at hand. And how help comes.
1127 Launches
Part of the Poetry collection
Published on March 22, 2017
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