A Bird's Journey

Picture love like a bird An elegant, colorful bird That starts by flapping it's wings Ever so slightly And it leaps off of a branch where it was perched Waiting for the right moment To take a chance This chance, specifically Called love The bird flies smoothly through the air The wind carrying it's small, fragile body like a child Carrying her doll around An additional limb to her arm The wind stops suddenly And the bird loses it's balance It plummets to the cold, unforgiving rocky terrain below Where a time period filled with solely obscurity awaits The only thing the bird feels in the darkness Is the rain pouring down from it's eyes The bird perseveres It struggles against all odds It deflects every bullet and comet that attempts to puncture it's heart It battles every ruthless word that tries to shatter it's soul It defeats every cruel thing that comes its way The bird regains feelings in it's wings It's elegant, colorful wings It leaps out of the shadows, into the light And soars higher than the sun, moon, and every star