Kiss The Strange

I saw this annoying bird
Stare at me again this morn
He looked right into my eyes
    And told me again
    What life will soon begin

I remembered the time they screamed aloud
Hundreds like him, circling around
They were there for me
So no way could I ignore
And I watched them in awe
Questioning what could be the cause
Only now I realize, they opened a door

So I saw this bird this morn
I questioned again what gifts he held for me
Change, beautiful change
Coming

Black as night, immovable eyes
Indifferent to my questioning why
This bird flies with nothing to fear
No predators, no enemies, no pleas to hear
Symbols of the universe, of constant change
Blessed to those who embrace it
To kiss the strange

ⓒ 2000 Shawn Michael Quinn

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