A Finch’s Farewell

My dear celestial Gouldian Finch,

Your vibrant canvas draws light to this earth

Your absence casts a shadow of sorrow

Time shall continue to pass as I await your rebirth

The falling feathers leaves a lasting trail of your presence

The shadow ascends as the men hunt knowing nothing of care,

The descending trees echo your empty cries

Leaving fields and forests bare.

The gunfire of a man led to your scarcity

Your soaring phantoms left to decorate the sky,

Nature’s loving ghosts begin to fade and fade

What can your souls do but die?

Maybe you’ll survive in a world where the sun isn’t a star,

Where rivers don’t end,

You’ll find refuge with the world’s wonders

As I would confuse your flight with a God send.

My dear Gouldian finch,

Return to your northern dome,

Fill this earth with your reflecting plumage

May your hushed songs guide you home.