Sunday, April 19, 2009

For joy banishes the darkness
If you are so lucky to hold it
A fragile, warm little bird
Sitting calmly in your hands
Its small body radiant with a strange light

Do not cage it selfishly
It does not belong to you
You are merely blessed
Set it free, roaming
Let its song soar across
Its sapphire eyes see
Barren plains
Restless seas
Tired women
Hungry children

Open your hands
It will travel the globe
Without ever leaving your outstretched palms

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