
A sparrow appear before my eyes,
From the sky through which she fly.
The sky that lies so high,
The sky where peace will never die.
She seeks warmth, from my palm,
In her eyes, I see calm.
Small as she is, she dares seek,
This is the courage, all man seeks.
From my palm she flew away,
In anticipation of a brand new day.
Try as I might, I lost that night,
Impermanace is what I cannot fight.
Photo 1 = House Sparrow Passer domesticus in Melbourne
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