Rare Bird
I wake to the melody
I have sung in my dreams.
A dream is only
Whisper soft clouds
Of indulgent thought
In panoramic view.
Longing for the rare bird,
That can never be caged;
Only admired
I wake to the melody
I have sung in my dreams.
A dream is only
Whisper soft clouds
Of indulgent thought
In panoramic view.
Longing for the rare bird,
That can never be caged;
Only admired
Creative spirit. Overworked human. Idea developer. Poet. Artist. Animal rescuer.