Surrendering

And the birds are just birds
they do their bird-like things
they both fly and sing
and don’t ask why
they don’t pretend
or say ‘what if’

They surrender
to the seasons of life
They trust themselves,
the branches
and the wind

To see that all what happens
is a lesson
An opportunity to grow

I surrender to life,
and to you, my love bird
We just do our things,
what we were born for
We both fly and sing
and nest ourselves in love

©RoseGirl2019