As you spread your wings, tiny bird,
Do you think about returning?
Talons release your perch,
You take flight into capricious winds.
On the ground, there watches a boy,
He sees you take to the sky,
Mesmerized by the sun,
Glinting off your ebon wings.
In a breeze, whispering through the trees,
His words are carried away,
As he blows a kiss into the wind.
Fly safe, tiny bird, find your way home.
-Matt
2 comments:
Dude that rocks; it's actually kinda uplifiting... and that's the first time I've heard the word "ebon" outside of this one song by My Dick Burns, er... I mean My Dying Bride.
xD
Poe uses the word "ebon" to describe the bird in The Raven. Which is one of my favorite poems ever. Have you ever read any Edgar Allen Poe?
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