Saturday 4 March 2017

Bird of a strange paradise,
how you descend upon the shallow tide
with ruffled feathers and a quiet grace!

The dawn is the time to wake up and face
the new day with your secret strength.
Let me watch you dance with all my days.

Bird of paradise, let me match
my footsteps upon the shores
of your immaculate white sands.

Ruffled feathers and a quiet grace,
you have dropped a message in my lap.
I read your presence in  every wind upon the virgin sand.

A breeze from an unknown land, peace from a healing song,
your melody drifts on the waters here;
I listen, and drown in the scent of stillness that wraps me all around

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