Songbird

buried deep in the troubled

most tangled brambles

threatened loudly unexpectedly

by the deeper scratches proud welts

of time

a faint song from a tiny heart bleeding

carries him along in the wind

for a moment he soars a smile unforced

he believes this is all too small for him in light

of a wintering withering sun

he listens for a songbird feather falling in

a field of feathers

by now he is certain

there is nothing left

for him to

become

Songbird
2.9.2019
JPPestana