A FLRDGLING'S STORY
Like
A young bird
Fallen
From its nest
I rest
Cupped
In the
Mahanta’s
Hands.
In falling,
I've caught
A glimpse
Of the
Unbounded
Possibilities
Which yet await
And my heart pounds!
But now,
For the moment,
I rest contented -
Here,
In this warm
And gentle kindness!
© M. Barrett – all rights reserved
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][~~A lovely poem. Thanks for sharing.~~