A Sign, In This Last Bird Poem by james watkin
A Sign, In This Last Bird
Its face-pains, flamy warping
And nigh consumed by them
Through those dying breaths expelled
Day's, the Beautiful
This bird portends what as to
Soar up with, hopeful?
No storm, but one of relief!
Spirit-winged, clear skied.
That high attainment, to each
A shoulder attached.
Burden of Faith's, patient borne
On Earth; Earth-detached!
Saturday, July 24, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: spirit,bird,sunset
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