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A bird like you
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2014 Brown, spotted, camouflaged
I see your movement in the trees
but I mustn’t get too close or you’ll fly
I see your movement in the trees
but I mustn’t get too close or you’ll fly
back to your distant land
afraid but not afraid
of landing where the stars draw you
afraid but not afraid
of landing where the stars draw you
always migrating
looking for home in faraway places
meeting coloured birds,
looking for some other brown spotted bird like you.
looking for home in faraway places
meeting coloured birds,
looking for some other brown spotted bird like you.
But for this moment you rustle here, in these trees
I watch you from afar but do not know you -
my book has no label for a bird like you,
I watch you from afar but do not know you -
my book has no label for a bird like you,
who flutters and dances and tumbles with a careful grace;
who dives and hops and jumps and fights the wind;
who dives and hops and jumps and fights the wind;
yet hides so carefully from the other birds,
making barely a peep or a song that would give away identity.
making barely a peep or a song that would give away identity.
I must stay back here in the field,
admire you from afar,
with a little sadness that I’ll never get to know
the name and the song,
of a bird like you.
