Her Heaven

She closed her eyes, creased
Shut them tight.
Yet released the tension.
As let her lashes touched.
In delight.

Her head, it turned.
Her ears awakened.
The sounds of birds.
Hummed through, a melody.

The chirps turned into a code.
She watched and listened for awhile.
Fond of the series of soft vibrations.
Like a ring but not piercing.

Her eyes darted as one flew past.
Shoulders forward as if welcoming their stay.
Then one a robin perched onto her.
And sang a song of life.

” A bird should be set free” she thought.
I watched the sky and the wind greeted me.
Beauty lies free surrounding us.
It is sad to watch as greed overtakes.

~S.H.~