Little Bird Poem by Natalia Bakina

A little bird touches my cheek...
She's a descendant from the peak
Of Our Eternal Story
Born in your poetic glory.

A little bird pecks on my shoulder...
She's an immutable beholder
Of the ageless dreams of time,
Your faithful love in the sublime.

A little bird sings in my ear...
Celestial melodies she can hear
In your ethereal etudes,
Ambrosial words that you exude.

A little bird sits on my hand...
She is a messenger from the land
Of the All-Enlightening Beam
Where the spirit reigns supreme.

A little bird spreads out her wings...
In her bejeweled beak she brings
The tales of the Arcane Empire
Which like the pearly dew transpire.