WILD BIRD
Such a pity to not release
a wild bird so she can fly high
or for selfish reasons, hold it
tight in your grip, where she
will starve and die for the sheer
desire to be free.
A wild bird must be free and
you are one my dear. What a pity
to have all that hate
when it could be love
Seek the truth, you will be happy
at peace and in love
Once you find your way to your
gift you will be happy and you
will have peace.
You are not a nesting bird -
Only a fool would put out a sunrise
Love Tinka