Wait For Me In Budding Branches

Closed Eyes -- I imagine you, a bird Soaring through a cloudless wide open And to my ears, I hear the gentle chimes In breathtaking delight, a sound so Tinkle Tinkle Tinkle… Breathing in -- The air is warm painted in sunshine Sweet as fresh rain in the woods I hear you -- A quiet flutter against plumes Your feathers lift so subtle Embracing cooling winds High above the treetops… Please wait for me in budding branches; I will fly with you, I promise -- I love you.