A Bird
For I am
a little bird
with the fledgling feathers
feed me grains
and water me with the pure
water of love
that will strengthen
my weary wings — delicate!
which in the far-coming
will fly you all to the sky
— high.
For I am
a little bird
that perches and hovers
on and above your tree:
welcome me to your shade
and give me a beautiful branch
to weave my noble nest;
chirp not and nestle me heavily
far is yet told or seen by a necromancer
and in the far-coming
I will nestle all of you
on heavenly branches
and in the shade of a sacred tree
— of Eden.
For I am
a little bird
that flies in the sky
break not my strong-wings
with the haggard clouds;
light is embraced by all.
In the far-coming, I promise
to carry you all on my wings
to the Constellation and the Queen-Moon
communicate and spend nights
with her — in her sphere — forever.
Copyright © Muhammad Abdulhamid Kumo | Year Posted 2024
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