Bird of Flight
The flow of our unseen
The mysteries held within unending being of time beyond
The paths of life passed down each birth
No words no lessons the knowledge deep within the core of being
Bird of fancy of colours so bright
What do you see what do you sense
What do you know, unshared, uncared
Nature’s guide to the far horizon that is never met but forever outside your last reach
Keep moving forward
Follow the setting sun