Though the berry’s rich and sweet
As are its siblings from bright flowers
The old blackbird disdains to eat

Like a human in defeat
Paralysed, inert for hours
Though their life is rich and sweet.

From outer life, they now retreat
Yet the mind has purpose, power
So the dark bird will not eat.

The conscious mind in its conceit
Thinks it’s all and then will cower
Sad, since life is clear and sweet.

Still, within my heart will beat
And petals decorative shower
Oh, the dark bird will not eat.

All around, mature trees tower
Yet the human world’s impure
While the berries are still sweet
The old blackbird, in hate, won’t eat

I welcome comments and criticism

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.