Spring Bird
Children throw madder to the stream
Winter is gone as down sun light upon earth will beam
Spring will come and with it April and May dream
The beauty of sage and cherry tree flowers will become extreme
Moon drops tears of light on the spider web gleaming in rainy dew
The nirvana is silver blue
Where punishing winter wind not long ago blew
Now breeze serves only to underline divine flower sent and of their colors hue
On one of the tree branches seats a strange bird
Of this type of bird
No one ever has heard
The bird is mostly blue colored
It has green ring on the back of his neck
Long legs and is here after long trek
Don’t know if he came from south or north from Quebec
Only seen him once and never seen him coming beck
The bird looks to the sky
To the abyss of soul he will fly
Where the immortals will lie
He will exit the existence but not die
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