Lillian and the White Bird
A Bird in Motion
The white bird leapt from the ground where the yellow leaves were scattered around
The white bird widened its wings and took off
Much to the amazement of its flock, the white bird flew towards another blue sea
The white bird was chasing the sunset as it flew past me
The white bird’s wings flapped recklessly and then it turned around
The white bird saw a pack of birds behind it
The white birds formed a line across the sky
And how majestic they looked
But the white bird spotted a tree in a far distance
Its leaves were green and orange and yellow and it looked quite serene
The white bird picked up its pace, turned west and left the others
The white bird slowed down as it made its arrival to place its feet on the branch of a tree
And with its yellow beak, the white bird chirped loudly that Lillian awoke
To see a beautiful bird singing on a tree and so she got closer
She put her hands on the camera and the bird took off
“Hey, wait for me!” Lillian yelled.
She grabbed her camera and ran after it
Strangers looked around her befuddled
They signalled with their hands that she must be a loony
And Lillian turned around; laughed and then turned forward
Imitating the bird with her arms spread wide open, Lillian took off running again
She was dreaming and hoping she would catch up with this white bird
She was dreaming and hoping they would take off together and soar towards that sunset.
