Skybird, mystical, magical monarch of the air. Skybird, come! talk with me, talk with me of other worlds, of worlds of beauty, of worlds spiritual. Skybird, sing for me. Sing of light after darkness fades. Sing of love, love that knows no sorrow, has no fear. Skybird show me things. Show me life. Show me love. Show me beauty. Skybird, you are my magic, you are my voice, you are my sight and my sound, you are my heart and my emotions. Skybird, you are he that appears to me in my dreams, you are myself, you are truths, hopes and aspirations. Skybird, you are the wings of requited, reunited love.
Reason for writing:
The reason I wrote this poem is that I had lost someone that I really loved and thought that there was no chance of us getting back together. But it happened we did get back together and remained together for seven years. I decided to post it and share it with others to let them know no matter waht the problem or situation there is always hope.
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