I saw the Turquoise Bird on the steps
The steps on the staircase
I saw it my house
I saw it fearless.
And
As I ascended the steps, the more saw I
Of Turquoise Birds
Here, there, silent, complacent
Not scared, fearless everywhere..
It was first time I saw the Turquoise Bird.
But not the First Time I in magic been.
Ay! As in to the Sub-Conscious moved I up
Up the haunted steps
Where magic and Sub-Conscious partners were.
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