I captured a sparrow
Gentle and small
Who chirped over the noise of the world
And held it so tight
In a belief that I might
Hear what it is to be loved
But I broke its little wing
And now it won't sing
Only sits with dull feathers fluttering
No secrets it speaks
Nor the chorus I seek
In the palms of my hands I hold nothing
August 2023
Mar 13
Mar 13, 2026 at 2:07 PM UTC
I captured a sparrow
Gentle and small
Who chirped over the noise of the world
And held it so tight
In a belief that I might
Hear what it is to be loved
But I broke its little wing
And now it won't sing
Only sits with dull feathers fluttering
No secrets it speaks
Nor the chorus I seek
In the palms of my hands I hold nothing
August 2023
