Wednesday, December 31, 2014

A tale of the Purple-rumped Sun Bird

A cold and beautiful morning ago
I sang and landed on a vehicle below
I screamed at seeing one of my kind
Trapped behind some glassy blind

I called for help to rescue my friend
O' Lord I screamed, Is this the end?
A Gentle Voice said "Reflection"
I stared and gazed in confusion

Thinking what that Voice just said
How dumb of me, I got misled!
What a relief, life is an illusion!
All I needed was a revelation!

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