The Birds Or 'dark Bloom' Poem by Eli Spivakovsky

The Birds Or 'dark Bloom'



birds escape in dark bloom
they twinkle the sky
they are flying armed with poems
they chase the sunrise
and float inwards
puffing up now and then
the flight of flights
the poems enter their light-soul
and push them carrying to the skies
the firmament sparkles
and they return to become Home-ward doves

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