Life of a bird
shows us the part
where flying is bliss
end is at the start.
Flying high, into the sky
she doesn't ask why,
why does the clouds lie
sprite's land where they fly,
truth's enchantment dies.
The questions of life is not asked by her.
life is not to give
or forgive
where ever you may roam
it's just one more day you live.
Positivity gets you to fly
like a bird, into the sky.
Only sheer belief can keep you there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well expressed.........10+ we experience everyday dawn and dusk. thus have been going on. keep writing