Poem by Maria Miraglia
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Perched on a cherry branch
not far away
a sparrow
his wings open
the flight resumes
elegant in his movements
as a dancer
of the opera theaters
free to flutter
he has no limit of time
master of the air
ruler of the space
I think
After a while he is there
on the sill of my window
next to a vase of violets
seems to seek protection
in the shade of their leaves
small tender
fragile
Quite a different thing he appeared
from a distance.
@ Maria Miraglia
