Little Blue Bird

A little white feather drops down from the sky...
It twists and turns and lands silently on the earth nearby.
Above it there, on a branch so high, twiddles a tiny blue bird, to and fro...
Sticking a twig here...
Prodding a leaf there...
She busies herself for when he will return from the air.
And as I watch her fluff and nest, I wonder when I will hear from you again..
The cool wind nips at my shoulders and my hair dances with its invisible friend...
"Oh little bird, do not worry, he will come home to you soon again."
And as I tell her that, I sigh, wondering when I will see you too...
But for now, I will shut my blue eyes, and do as the blue birds do...
I will hum a tune so pretty...
I will dream a dream so soft...
I will do as she does and wait to see my love.
And as I wait, I will let my heart soar on the wing of the blue birds patient song...