Today a little birdy flew to me. I thought to myself, where have you been little birdy. You come into this world as a small egg and turn into this beautiful bird and fly off to see the world.
Full of bullet holes, this one is stained with deserters' blood and see these two dark holes they were burned by an anxious gaze, Bordered by brown grass and foot-churned mud the long barrier, thick as memory, sits on the horizon- slicing through the city. I move to touch it: rough, strong, dirty.
A fresh hole smashed into the Soviet concrete allowed noisy graffiti to frame East Germany, I clasped a hook of rebar and swung myself up onto the back of history. I straddled the Wall, one foot here, the other there; I close my eyes and hover above the city of my birth.
What you don't realize little birdy as you fly through your days, is how you touch those around you in your soft gentle way. You don't even realize the wonder and awe you create around you. As I whisper goodbye to nature with this tiny bird in the palm of my hands, she flapped her wings toward me as if she was waving good-by as she headed towards the horizon. I was sad to see her go for she had touched my heart in such a way that I knew my life would never be the same.
A helicopter roared in the distance, its angry rotor reminding me of home. The remains of cold war on this one still make you tremble.
They can take away my body but never my heart, looking to the sky seeing the blossoming red flowers rain upon me, my love is more powerful than my fear…
Dancing footprints of the youth and the shouting and clapping when a heavy chain tore it down.
My heart takes flight with this small bird. She had left an imprint of all the beauty life has to offer. I knew each time I looked at another bird or horizon I would remember our moment in time when it was only her and I. that made my eyes sparkle with happy tears...
We'll tear down the walls between the rich and the poor the fortunate and the unfortunate the oppressors and the oppressed and of course we always have the inexhaustible walls between the hearts of indifference.
Into the heavenly world where only joy is felt, I knew I would be a better person all because this little bird flew to me one sunny day.
This life is full of hurt, love, and disappointments. I know I wasn't strong enough, I didn't know what I could handle, what my body could take. Do not stand beside my grave and cry, I am not there, I am still alive. I'm as free as the wind that makes the leaves quiver, I am the sun on ripened grain, and I am the diamond glints on snow.
Do not miss me because I was never gone, I'm with you like the stars that shine high in the sky. I have not died, I will never fade away. I am free, all because this little bird flew to me one sunny day.