Paper birds (Kyoto)

Paper birds in lockdown

 

We are the paper birds,

With our knotted wings that are, unreadable,

No longer able to float us on the wind.

Our beloved deep views of the landscape beneath,

Are just a distant memory.

 

In this silence the clock is ticking days away,

We are heading for winter,

And then another five months, it doesn’t seem much but,

We can’t fly no more, neither can time.

 

The lucky ones among us are still alive

And join us on this slow boat, sailing through the foggy night.

We know: one day this knot that ties our spirit,

Will be undone, our wings unfolded, our message readable,

And we, the paper birds, will fly into a brighter world.

 

29.11.2020 - CvS - Brussels - BE

 

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