A Lone Bird

A Lone bird..

Glommed in the woods
of fire and smoke ...
alone with no chum
but a desire to live !!!

forged a nest of his own
with cinders and ash ...
on the flaming branchs
of a pine tree !!!!
singing and perching
yearning for the spring
the roses and jasmine !!!

but; he knows...
the world veiling abaft smoke
burning deeper than the woods
venomous and belligerent
aberrant and philistine ...
the world of Humans !!!!

on a dime..
he celebrated his solitude
like the Sage in the caveren
a butterfly in the garden !!!

the smoke no more numbed him
he befriends with the fire !!
intoning the aria..
the songs of sustenance...
(Mark D' World)