The Bird

A Story by Khaled Atya

Where am I? It is all dark
I can't find light
I can't find a spark

Then, I heard a sound
Coming from all around
Like an echo of a voice
Like a voice of an angel
It said "Open your eyes and don't let your imagination by the darkness abides."

I opened my eyes
To a charming bird that flies
Up high in the blue skies
Singing with the dancing flowers
Spreading happiness all around

I wondered "Was that real or just a magical show?"
I couldn't really know
And for a reason I didn't know
I felt connected to the bird I saw

I waited her every week
'cause from the darkness I was weak
And its angelic presence gave me the strength I seek
A strength crafted with love and hope
And finally I have a wide scope
Drawing my way with a zero slope

I will live to fight hatred and greed
To stop the bleed
To plant a good seed
And help people succeed
'cause to light up the darkness
Pure souls are what we need