Birds 2 Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

You birds
you have the seasons in
you
so much the intuition
of the rains and storms
and then
after the trial of
our Mother Earth
bright lights, sweet
night-dews,
then,
the Dawn rising up and
the first lights
you rise
you sing
you do not ask how prompted
yes
but in you there's a spring
mechanical as be all life:
a spring
that from periods geological
comes
was born in offspring
and
advanced along the path
beaten of Evolution as in ever-increase
you
you birds
you that have the seasons in you