LITTLE BIRD


poetry

TO AN OCEAN OF MOVEMENT

LITTLE BIRD LITTLE ONE

Little bird, little one

sweeping in the sky

fly, fly, fly away

somewhere

little bird little one
chirp and once again

seen in the nest of time

in a world together
sing, sing, sing in tune
to an ocean of movement

little bird little one

sweeping in the sky

someday we’ll meet

somewhere

— from HERO, a collection of poems from 1990-2001

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