Birds, birds, mystery spirit of all birds
I’m writing for you these thankful words
today you have flown through a moment of mine
Like a magical rush opening my human time
tender flittering and rustling suddenly all around
your spirit call, an otherworldly beautiful sound
the medicine you carry, on your wings, in your feather
I have received during your playful flight together
And here, a little feather dancing down in the air
it is sticking now in my long, brown hair
and reminds me of that moment, that memorable kiss
and it’s silent, magical birdy bliss