Yesterday I saw a bird die
It was flying with joy, singing a melody
Not knowing it would soon face tragedy
Till it flew too low
And hit a window
Cracked limbs left it frozen on the floor
I wish I could have done more
But the cold air whispered in my ears,
telling me it wasn’t my battle
I wonder where its spirit went?
I am not rattled,
But this bird reminded me that time is not mine to keep
In the midst of joy, always remember death
In the midst of sadness, always remember time
Jun 15, 2021
Jun 15, 2021 at 2:11 PM UTC
Yesterday I saw a bird die
It was flying with joy, singing a melody
Not knowing it would soon face tragedy
Till it flew too low
And hit a window
Cracked limbs left it frozen on the floor
I wish I could have done more
But the cold air whispered in my ears,
telling me it wasn’t my battle
I wonder where its spirit went?
I am not rattled,
But this bird reminded me that time is not mine to keep
In the midst of joy, always remember death
In the midst of sadness, always remember time
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