Short poem – The kingfisher dies

Short poem – The kingfisher dies I walked around this world in a haze Not knowing, nor seeking, the falsehood of another faith or culture After all, the kingfisher flew and dived Then a patter could be felt It was like the greatest mountain unspoiled by this brutal world Suddenly, my heart danced to another…

Poetry – The kingfisher dies

Poetry – The kingfisher dies I walked around this world in a haze Not knowing, nor seeking, the falsehood of another faith or culture After all, the kingfisher flew and dived Then a patter could be felt It was like the greatest mountain unspoiled by this brutal world Suddenly, my heart danced to another tune…