Birds a Poem by Jeremy Matthews

Hoots through the night the owl is in my seeing loves come home to nest. The bluebirds stood the test. The phoenix has flown again as love-birds meet again. The eagle has landed and the dove has flown all of what matters and has shown the owl on his perch viewing the scene all in a dream rearing the seam of creation. The eagle's flight of all that is in sight is the dove's peacefulness as the as the bluebird is the messenger to the owl connecting all in initiation of soul. This is where you get your wings.