Bird Eyed View
...and then he found nothingness
hidden on the tree of circled life
cradled in a bird’s nest waiting
patiently in infinite surrender
prayer curled up in a few gnarled branches
begging bowl made from twigs and belief
the answer to unquestioned tranquility
fate destiny and prophesy’s shelter
a weaver bird in restless winds
tapestry of wordless courage
budding embrace caressed
wings and roots in one
he braved temptations and mistrust
shed doubts transgressions imperfection
settled old scores and sourced his pen
smudged purple ink into his weary soul ...
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