Bird's sonnet
A somber bird she sings a song I’ve heard before She sings all morning, noon, eve-long. Bird waits for Sun to water her songs with
harmony A tune to bless all of Humanity
Like a biblical verse we’ve forgone and replaced with modern-age technology
“A new age is coming,
” Bird sings, “A rebirth in
sonic melody, so that
vibrationally a new tune
may rise and heal the
many, here’s a prayer for
Humanity.”
Bird sees beyond her scope She knows
more than she leads on Quiet in her
vibrant poise her grace softer, more
tender than the rest
Bird flaps her wings
Looking out west
Where oceans rise
and move in waves
inching close and
sheepishly pulling
away
Bird’s eye sees present, past and
future She sees it all in circle
A cyclical refrain Like a
verse from a forgotten Vedic
poem Sage and
Abundant in wisdoms
Whispered from ancient
lands carried by age-old winds
Bird’s heart grows strong
Her vision calm She
sings her lovely song
-Andrea Aliseda