Birdsong

I sang to a bird today and it sang to me back

I think I convinced it that I have all I lack

I was calling out it's name

a connection all the same

on the brink

Just as a familar song our echo would become

I think that it saw me basking in the sun

An alien, a stranger

That doesn't know the ways

Of being a bird in nature

and singing every day

That cold good bye, and watchful eye

I never will forget

The day me and that poor bird met

I don't know why

I always feel that I

Am lonesome beyond repair

I'm a song bird that will never reach the air

I took off my winter clothes and let the summer come

Nature all around me, but grounded by my thumbs

The birds they knew my weakness

That I was earth bound wingless in their world

And all of my sun soaked days I couldn't help but think

When was it that humans began to go and sing

My second voice my freedom

That seems to cross the line

Between the other creatures

And us the human kind

That sad divorce and my remorse

For being all too wise

To sing, but to never know why

I do know that I

Wish that I could also fly

And I'm lonesome beyond belief

As I'm a songbird that will never take the leap