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

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Like a biblical verse we’ve forgone and replaced with modern-age technology

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“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.” 

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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 

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Bird flaps her wings

Looking out west

Where oceans rise

and move in waves

inching close and

sheepishly pulling

away 

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Bird’s eye sees present, past and

future She sees it all in circle 

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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

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Bird’s heart grows strong

Her vision calm She

sings her lovely song

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-Andrea Aliseda