The Bird Of Flight She Knows Who I Am Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

The Bird Of Flight She Knows Who I Am



My teacher of light and feathers blue
The song of heaven from mountains delight
She learnt to teach both me and you

What knows I’m happy but a waterfall
The dew can feel my tears of joy
Resting in silence the rhythmic call
Making the world a wonderful toy

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