Two Bluebirds Flew

As gallant winds of wild,

command among the sky.

Dancing through the blades,

two bluebirds soar to fly.

 

In sunlight, so does ruffle,

gentle wings of feather.

On wisp of floating cloud,

they flutter, happy together.

 

With music soft in whistle;

their chorus speaks rejoice.

Sounding true affection,

and love within their voice.

 

In seasons light and dark,

by side they both remain.

United, they have hope,

in face of taunting rain.

 

Cherish seals their bond,

for always they shall be.

Stronger with each other,

in flight, forever free.

 

Most innocent belief;

never should they part.

But fate came from hiding,

and struck upon the heart.

 

Soon dawn preceded dusk,

as rainbow one did cross.

Now other stays behind,

but sees this not as loss.

 

How airs still hear that song,

of love and joy entwined.

Two bluebirds flew together,

and each, again, they’ll find.

©Brett Kristian 2019