March 22, 2012
The Gone Bird Song
The Gone Bird Song
The Gone Bird Song
Years of dreaming die in one moment
Yearning flight
Calls with no sound
I collect for you and this is how you greet me.
The weight of it all
Collapses
Washed up with no water
Slick with history
Sounds of hope whisper nothing
I stand here
Still
Stuck
And beneath me
You, my sky
Feel the breeze
Pain
On your back burden
These eyes
~Chitra Vairavan