A Bird Follows Me And Now I Know Why
by Usiku A bird follows me with damaged wingBadly in need of healing
Both bird and wing
Neither no longer “becoming”
Unable to fully express being
The bird snaps at me for attempting
To do a little wing doctoring
This happens when much suffering
Is paired with lack of understanding
Even so, the bird can still sing
Though wing and self need repairing
To restore bond of inner and outer things
Which compels me to stop merely feeding
Because though I'm handing
The bird is not reaching, barely opening
Thus I adjust listening and teaching
To the bird's needing
To be unbound from the ground
And false notions weighing it down
To develop foundational hungering
That fuels healing and flying
That won't allow limping along and getting by
But feeds the longing with what satisfies
The truth of self is where reality lies
And also strength and the wherewithal to fly
A bird follows me and now I know why
The only thing that can't be saved
Is that not given a hard enough try
Effort must come from both sides
I followed the bird towards understanding
