The Birds Know

the day the blackbird came
the eggplant hues shone off its wings
and all it did was beckon me
along the paths of decadence
old perceptions snuggled near
and I mused upon my younger sin.

then came next the red tail hawk
that lit so fast on my heart
that it nearly took it
when it flew away so quickly.

then sat the redbird next to me
and sang sweet melodies
that made me cry for I knew
it was not long before
it took the sky effulgent.

finally the golden eagle spoke
with reminiscent thankfulness
that made me remember why.

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