Thread:Nithin Purple/@comment-6034512-20130120165400

=For Birds= A Poem by  Nithin Purple They freedom lovers, breeze waft those mighty wings, Swiftly moving up in a "pulsar 'pace!, That view enraptured me, and my enchanted feelings, How fortunate are they in gravitational ace,

And I your eager watcher, or felt a birder be; They black, white and of brilliant gray color mixed, What brain holds you, what imagination  yours be; To slip and drift from bough to boughs , assaying nectar or weed?

Some are diurnal, sparrows, some are of owls, and of Nightjars, And your varying gestures, teeth less swallowing, What Surprisal  nest you weave, to lay eggs to hide them in bar's; Or your eye in god gives them Becharmed  warming.

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