I heard heavenly song of a healthy bird
big chest with a little tuft of feather downward
I looked, took out headphones, I the seeker
So that I could hear and see this angelic creature
As I did so the bird launched effortlessly
The branch underneath bouncing briefly
Taking something sacred along for the ride
rousing a constrictive longing from inside
that wrapped the heart like a discarded ribbon
That same bird would thatch it's nest to thicken
As the branch wavered from exit and last tweet
A single dead leaf fell like a meaningful reciept
Have I indeed afforded this one special moment
Through my well felt prayer and intentioned deed
No, a subtle divine voice ordered that I plant a seed
So another creature will have a place to sing and leave
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