A Casual Meeting Poem by James Mond

The little bird rests on a twig
It shakes with an excitement
Excitement is stabilized in short time amidst
When relationship turns into open enlightenment

The little bird flies away
The twig is left bump and sway
The little creature glances back
Nothing the twig can act

Hoping for the returning date
It goes on his life to wait

Is life waiting?
Is life flying?
Is life shaking?
Is life joking?

Let it be a casual meeting
As life has better meaning