I am a silent bird
with a beautiful song inside my heart.
Dawn arrives and other birds begin their melody
as the sun rises in the blue sky.
I long to sing with them,
to share their harmony,
to create music together.
But instead, I am a silent bird.
Solitary on a tree branch
Am I even a bird if I cannot sing?
I am filled with glorious songs.
Thoughts and poetry overflow inside of me with no escape.
I wish to amaze the world with my gifts.
But here I am.
Alone and misunderstood,
on my solitary tree branch.
I am a silent bird.