Burying The Bird Bizarre

Human relationships make us feel infinities- some little and others bigger. Yet sometimes we hold onto some chains that are healthier and happier, letting gone off, long time before, to where they truly belong. For those that belong to you will gravitate on their own. Here is a metaphorical tale. 

I released the bizarre bird today

For she was fluttering in dismay

Her dismal wings would sob every now and then

Fervent and impatient to land her feet into heaven

Yet today after the uncanny little span of silence

She bawled happily in a blast

And took her breaths last 

To become one with her eternal truth-

All that she had been made to disguise by happy ruth. 

Now I sit in front of the cage

Tell my unmoving fingers to turn the page

And pray for the heart and smile 

For she had come a long way crawling down the avenue, mile after mile.