A Domesticate Little Sparrow Poem by nimal dunuhinga
A Domesticate Little Sparrow
My photogenic faded tattoo bird flies in the frequent deadlier dreams
And I realized the time has come to demobilize her.
My darling! You suffered a lot with me in my lonely battlefield.
I am so sorry my dear sweetheart.
This resentful life is heavier than lead
And I am still sounding the depths.
I open the cage door for my petite colleague to let you free
And I have no regrets; Birds should fly at least once in their lifetime.
* The Buddha said ' One has to understand clearly that craving and attachment to material and immaterial things are the main roots of stress and depression.'
I dedicate this poem to my beloved wife Manel.
Good-bye is one of the saddest words in the English language. But birds belong to the sky. A very poignant write. Warm regards, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/4/2024 12:30:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is a bitter/sweet story of loving detachment and letting go. It reminds me of the children's dance performance I produced last year - The Willow Pattern Story. In it the two lovers died in one another's arms, but were reunited in death by the Goddess Kwan Yin as two white doves to fly forever free over the blue skies of China. A beautiful and poignant tribute to dear wife and the trials and tribulations she has shared with you. love, Allie xxxx