Each Bird a Joy

Each Bird a Joy

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Each bird a joy

A flock of parrots went northward

To the fields north of imagination;

A cöel sang early at morn in the east,

From the mango tree east of creation.

The white crane looked at the south,

Of wisdom where lives the ever-wise;

Hornbill preferred to go to the west,

The west of the worldly enterprise.

Then came the sudden kingfisher,

Sudden in the revelation’s speed;

The eagle rose to the confident sky

Where none can its winging exceed.

The bluebird nestled in the heart

Deep in the heart of a bright flame;

But deeper yet inside is another,

As if a secret name within a name.

The swan of wide spaceless ether

Flew over the worlds across death;

The orange-breasted bird swept down,

Into birth carrying immortal breath.

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