Young,Wise, Beautiful Bird
Young, Wise, Beautiful Bird
facing the labyrinth to unveil the miracles of life
every corner beholds a minotaur, armed with jealousy
born to stomp and set ablaze peace and tranquility.
Feeble fires are put out with grace and forgiveness
of which you're spirit is blessed with a plethora of this..
Vermin will try to spray your faith and blur pristine vision
but you've a spirit of light and are wisdom strong
to gently temper burning hate with proverb or a psalm.
Plastic buzzards will try swooping down into your soul
pluck every graceful feather, tap death into your bones
but you're armed with shields of resolve and discipline,
to crack open opaque masks of deceit and deception.
Forever shimmer within the spirit of the blessed word
Young, Wise, Beautiful bird
Young, Wise, Beautiful Bird
What's it really all about, guiding god given gifts to their destiny
along the journey using those gifts to find the lost, buoy the weak
place a shawl of love 'round the shoulders of despair and loneliness
seal the rancid pit of temptation, live righteously and be blessed
You'll do fantastic, godly things but it'll take a pinch or two of time
at the end of your rainbowed journey you'll surely dance with the divine
Young, Wise, Beautiful Bird
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2018
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