When Beauty is
Bird moment:
Let me be,
I am.
Bird moment:
I am open, bare
to four directions,
dance in realms,
real, and mythical.
Bird moment:
Heartbeats that skip and hop,
What's natural
What's gift.
Bird moment:
Getting it
yet not getting it,
Seeking a presence
of senses.
A beauty
To behold, to hold,
rocks the heart,
even smithereens
hold whole.
Bird moment:
Waiting
I hear my heartbeat,
A smile or a laugh,
It's from my heartbeat,
I am not waiting, no longer.
Bird tale:
Why am I different
I am not,
but you think I am
I am not.
Bird tale:
I see from afar
I think from afar
and think I'm right,
truth in a bubble.