Firebird

The waves and wind
Can stir and sing,
The sky can flash
And change;

But none can do it
Like she can,
They do not have
Her range

The blue-and-greenest
Day can come,
But it seems dull
Beside

The splendor that
Her presence brings
Whenever we
Collide

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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