so the little sparrow had come indoors
hopping on the kitchen table
near my weekend paper and tea

then out again through the window
into the open horizon of this
one world that

you and i are a part —
a thought bringing you closer to
me and made magic in my heart


  1. beautiful and sensitive poem. the horizon within ourselves in thoughts that unite thoughts. the sparrow, with its simple way, flies to this horizon. (a little reverie in words)


    1. Thanks, Fer, for sharing the reverie.


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