The bird that always sang
Through bars and open cage
Has yet to see itself
In mirrored welkin blue
A beauty, unbeknownst
A pet of released two
And tongue, to one day taste
Its dream of sylvan dew
© Sayer Teller

The bird that always sang
Through bars and open cage
Has yet to see itself
In mirrored welkin blue
A beauty, unbeknownst
A pet of released two
And tongue, to one day taste
Its dream of sylvan dew
© Sayer Teller