The Blue Bird
Poem no. 32, 28th February 2026
From the depth a darkened Earth
rises a scarlet murmur,
the revivification of the Blue Bird
and the return white gold
At the mountain of the mystics
Beneath heart-shaped stones,
The embers awaken
The ashes stretch
The rose finally sings
And the Sky fulfills its laws
Freedom comes only through vows
In the heart of a wheat field,
A injured man tends to the third eye.
In reverent silence, he plays the flute.
The Blue Bird will sow forgiveness.
And in that forgiveness
he will bless its becoming
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