Wandering…

Down the mossy lane..

Watching the leaves

change hues….

A little blue bird..

with a tail…

like whisp of air…

Perched on the arm..

and sang a song..

That echoed in the vaults

of my heart…

Soo familiar….

Broken by love..

Scarred with care…

Corroded with support…

Suffocated and tangled

in the midst

of words

like poisoned darts…

She crawled..

Stumbled..

Walked and ran

But was stuck

in the same place…

Her heart..

couldn’t bear the weight

Began to pine away…

Stuck in time..

She didn’t see

Never knew..

In her pain

and sorrow…

In her trials

and obstacles…

that left her

heart battered and hollow…

She would fly…

For when she was

broken and scarred…

suffocated and tortured…

Little did she know

Her heart…

had gained strength

had renewed itself…

To a pair of wings…

Strong and invincible…

that would

never let her down

Like a falcon

She took flight…

Spreading her wings…

that banished

all evil in her…

Scattering all those

who wronged her…

No more stuck…

She found freedom…

Wholeness at last…

In herself.

She flew…

to the great beyond.

The blue bird

closed the final notes…

Shook her tail

and flew…

To sing her song

Once again

For lost souls…

And ears that can hear…

Her song…

My song….