Oh beguiling creature, I will observe you quietly
without the desire to know your scientific name, or how many
there are of you. I will follow you in your flight, I will look
at the color of your feathers, or at the mournful bend of your beak,
and call you that. I will listen to your song, hidden
in the sound of the woods.

Bird was originally published on Meandering home


Published by

Kamiel Choi

Dutch philosopher and poet, sometimes sharing thoughts on the internet.

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