"Eastern Bluebird-HB 10-3-16-14" by mountainman0826 is licensed under CC BY-NC-ND
The Border is a line that birds cannot see
A beautiful piece of paper
folded on the wings of time
Así que baila en líneas entre la sombra y la luz
Poeta Prícipe Guerror
Poet-Prince-Warrior
take flight
in eyes opening on Sol's
Revolution, a
bird of myriad voices
who perches on the trees in our souls
singing verse
colored by jade
carried on rhythm of
fragrant flowers in blossom
behind our eyes.
For the Bluebird said to each
of us
"Get up, It is
Dawn,"
Then he took flight
to ward off the spirit of Winter
once more.
