A Warmth I Wish Were Palpable
Intently watch, as its heart beats-
instinct seeps-
my heart perceives;
I act upon this alone-
no matter of what intellect believes.
Its destiny left up to me-
to care for it-
or set it free;
circulatory warmth takes over me.
But then a moment so magical-
simple beauty- not meant to be made practical.
Another animal, one so affable-
lengths of compassion I wish were graspable;
relief; a warmth I wish were palpable.
A bird takes upon this little one as its own,
spotting from a distance-
this baby not yet grown;
in much need of a new found home.
Sun beams-streaking west-
pressure lifted off my chest;
as I find this little one,
a bird feeder, I now create a nest-
mama bird watches over,
the little one may now lay its head to rest.
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