The burning ice within

As i lay on my hard earthen bed,
i saw a bird falling through the sky
i ran and watched him, bleeding...untrusting...shot by one of my kind

i tried to take him in my hands...he slipped away...scared..

i wanted him to fly again...but he feared falling through

i waited patient...singing to him, saying words so soothing...
drugged him with sweet words and kisses...

he let me touch him...i was tender and loving..wanting him to fly again..

he let me balm his wound...let me care for him..he was beautiful..

he was loving...he taught me a new song to sing...
he was healed..and so was i
he took my hand and gave me a twist..and there i was flying away to the stars...
i was a bird..beautiful like him..free

we flew higher...together..trusting..into the night...out to touch the stars shining down warm..inching closer..

and then they were gone..and i met the cold stare of the burning sun..my wings shriveled, the sun blinded me with its cold gaze...i faltered, i shivered and let him go..i was falling , i looked around..but he was there to catch me..to hide me under his warm wings..to hide me from the freezing hot sun..

i was happy again.. i was flying..singing sweet songs..dancing a tango to his tune..

yet, i felt the shivers..the rays of the sun found their way around me..yet, i held on...

but the wings weren't warm anymore, the stars did not return..
the sun was too cold, it blinded me and froze me..it drove me raving mad..i just wanted the day to end...
and so i tore at the very wings i had so sweetly mended..broke the trust i had so patiently earned..

i killed my beautiful bird..shot him..like the other..sent him falling through the sky...

the sun dimmed and the cold was gone

i was no longer flying..back on my earthen bed under the shade of the night..

but the stars did not return, they were nowhere to be seen...

and the cold without was gone replaced by a burning ice within...