Sometimes a Bird

Sometimes a bird resting on a god’s finger
is just that.
But sometimes a bird resting on a god’s finger
is a path you’ve walked on – it seems so long ago
you remember running into someone
and how this person smiled and went their own way,
and though you thought you recognised something
the words took too long
and then you were alone again,
a crowd buzzing around you.
You touched your face and it wasn’t you
You ran for a mirror to look at your body
and it wasn’t yours.
You thought you saw a red and orange blaze in the sky.
But you didn’t, because you weren’t you anymore.
And all around you things were still.
You thought they would fall into place,
but there was no place for them to fall:
all things were already in their place –
they had been all along.
And sometimes a bird resting on a god’s finger
is a promise –
but this is only when you pay attention –
a promise of time that is beyond time
and this is the time
to smell the original fire in your blood,
to be reborn and start looking more like what’s inside.
And so take this time to close your eyes and breathe in,
because sometimes a bird resting on a god’s finger
is what turns you into who you already were
when you couldn’t see.

 

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  1. I want a bird on god’s finger that would bring me happiness.

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