The Lonely Bird Who Loves


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Life is a magic show, an illusion, the play of appearances, wrathful or peaceful, pain, pleasure, all is one taste.

The joker speaks, and everyone weeps.

Backward, death, old age, sickness, birth, over and over goes the magic show.

No one understands the riddler who cries; his tears form a pool.

The birds play until their youth is exhausted.

On and on it goes, the magic show.

The clown and the pied piper lead the birds away into the sea of suffering.

Only the princess sees through the magic show.

No one knows where the princess has gone, so she can't help.

Interpretation, meaning, words, projections, all empty as the sky.

The lonely bird flies.

For him, she always says goodbye.

She never sees his love inside.

He does not hide his love for her.

The bird never says goodbye.

The bird does not believe in goodbyes.

Others believe in goodbye; the sad bird wants one friend who will fly and soar with him in the blue sky.

No one hears the bird's loving song.

The lonely bird watches over his chick until she flies from the nest.

The bird is happy the chick has grown and soars free, but he feels alone.

No one understands the bird.

The bird asks why but there is no answer in the wind?

Then storms come, and the nest trembles.

The bird falls from the nest onto the ground.

Others walk by but do not see him.

The bird feels invisible to life.

No one cares if the bird is happy or sad

No one can hear the bird's beautiful song.

But Bird is ok.

He never goes away as others pass by.

He is not seen, but he is patient.

He tries to communicate and love.

He is misunderstood.

It's ok, says the bird.

Someday he will be understood.

Bird can't force someone to love or accept him.

Someday the beautiful bird will find a friend.

The bird is not angry though others throw stones at him.

He does not give up though few seem to care about Love.

The bird still loves everyone without exception.

In love, the bird is free.

The bird trusts the Love inside, and he will follow Love wherever it leads.

Love is the bird's only friend.

The bird will never give up on Love.

Never

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The lost bird blowing in barren trees without leaves 😢 sang this sad melody, a lonely song of love heard only by the moon.

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David Penn Trinley Arndt 2022.

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