Birds Symphony

The snow drifts peacefully
Back to the earth
Happy to be reunited
With it’s mother once again

The bird’s thunderous applause
Reaches our ears with their songs.
They cry for joy that these two
Can embrace again

How easy it would be
To let myself fall into another’s embrace
Group together, gather myself
Then let gravity do the rest

To merely lose myself
In the white abyss of my brothers and sisters
As we all make our journey
Back home, to the safe wet earth

Just to be able to let myself melt
Soak into the wet dirt
And lose my solidity
Ah, subliminal

But, it is not so
We humans do not fall so gracefully
It’s a hard climb up
And the peak is only in our imagination

The snow crunched beneath my shoes
An excellent union
The two create a symphony
And we merely hear a crunch

But the birds can hear it
They hear their song and create their own
Inspiration fuels their small bodies
In the cold and snowy spring air

The bird's symphony will
Group our world together
Unite a discombobulated force
And gently brush our eyes close