A little birdie
A little birdie (25-06-2021)
Nature is a miracle in my understanding. It is very interesting that I want attention from unattainable things. I really want to touch upon, what I know, I cannot get. The unattainability of the goal makes me a dreamer, who lives by desperate inspiration and blind-alley hope. (pause with commas and check also out my music and book)
There’s a miracle
Down the lane
Almost a mythical
My heart’s domain
I have been building
Upon the sand
Of snooty gilding
Burning my hand
I have been spreading
My little thought
Burst out shredding
The inner ghost
A little birdie
I was inside
Gentle and wordy
Hand nest reside
My hopes and dreams
Selfish and vain
Brought on extremes
My heart’s domain …
The little birdie
I pray to stay
And body sturdy
My life’s array