I look to the sky
And see the bird of creativity
Soar, swoop and glide
Through ethereal clouds
Of wispy originality
I look to the horizon
And see the bird of sensitivity
Sail and undulate
Over red-misted contours
Of reflected humanity
I look to the tree
And see the bird of profundity
Stand proud and watch
Over deep-rooted layers
Of bygone sagacity
I look to my heart
And see the birds of tenacity
Fly, sweep and drive
Out crushing senses
Of genuine anxiety
I look up and smile
My birds are flying again
Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 10:07 AM UTC
I look to the sky
And see the bird of creativity
Soar, swoop and glide
Through ethereal clouds
Of wispy originality
I look to the horizon
And see the bird of sensitivity
Sail and undulate
Over red-misted contours
Of reflected humanity
I look to the tree
And see the bird of profundity
Stand proud and watch
Over deep-rooted layers
Of bygone sagacity
I look to my heart
And see the birds of tenacity
Fly, sweep and drive
Out crushing senses
Of genuine anxiety
I look up and smile
My birds are flying again