There is a Sparrow on my Wall today
He tweeted, “You look like a Wallflower to me.”
The day he arrived, he only watched silently, as two
siblings played.
The landing giggle just gave him away. Loud, but happy.
That was the first day I looked at him and laughed.
Every day he flew back, and perched atop a branch above
me.
Time passed and in it and around it he flew, some days
with his best mates,
Some days with his girl, some days on his own.
I was in awe.
I remember the way he crashed right in front of me.
That day I realized even the ones with wings can crash
quite carelessly.
I plucked out a petal and blew it away,
Watched it as it turned to sparkly dust and settle on
him.
“Heal quick!” whispered my heart with an anxiousness anew
And the Dance of the Universe kept me lost in its wonders
From afar he was already watching me silently, I hardly
knew
“Look at her dance!” He laughed with his mates,
“So many questions spewing out!” said one,
“That’s a dork out there!” said another.
“Why do you let them take a petal?” he asked.
I just looked at him and smiled. He’d fly away
Only to come back any time, and peck in a way,
“I'm here. What wonders am I to see today?”
“Where’s your girl?” I asked him that day,
He just lost his smile and stared.
I can’t forget that moment, even to this day.
“Why do you let them take a petal?” he asked again.
He’d sit atop his favourite perch and watch the fun every
day.
“Look at him walking away! He just swore at you!”
“I know! He doesn't know! It’s not his fault you see!”
“No! You don’t know, Wallflower! You don’t see!”
I enjoyed more and more of his company
And felt free to goof around and speak easy
“Dream with me today.” “Okay!”
And off we’d go flying over wonderlands
He’d always laugh at my curiosity
“Use the petal for yourself.” He’d say.
“It doesn't work that way.”
“Then why do you let them get away!!?”
“It’s such an overwhelming payload that I sway!”
Every day he’d watch with a lot of impatience
As a petal was plucked and a petal would recover.
“How it crumbles if they don’t use it true!
They keep swearing at you after, through and through”
“You are a wonderful being” I said
“How so?” wondered an inquisitive eyebrow.
“You are not supposed to turn around. You did and
stayed.”
“It’s what I do.”
“No!” “You fly!” I squealed with petals aflutter like a
hummingbird’s
“I see you” he smiled
“I see you too” I swirled in a little childlike delight
“You are not a Wallflower, Wallflower.”
“What!? Why would you say that?!” I said annoyingly
A lot of petals had crumbled that day, and he must've
seen me weeping
I’d always think he wasn't watching when I curled up and
cried in
My silence and solace, laced up in shadows, a secret
corner
And down came a talon, and slowly pulled at a black twirl
As long, dark swirls surrounded me,
With only one petal each day for a Heal or a Seal
revealed.
Gently, he pulled away unravelling a mystery,
For I went in shock as even I hadn't seen
And then a Wallflower whirled and twirled
In joy so unbound, so unchained
That even the Guardians, silently arrived
Were marvelling at this new story
“What a colourful goof, you are!” he exclaimed
“We should take those petals” whispered the Guardians
“…before they wither away…”
“I hurt my leg again!” came his voice from the Favoured
Perch.
“You look like a Cliff-hanger from here, you see!” he’d
teased about it.
“Lay down and rest for a while” I felt like a
reprimanding nanny
And we’d spend hours in silence and then show each other
ideas
His favourite was our dream of flight. Every time he dove,
he’d snatch me into his arms
“Fear,” he’d say, “is a figment of our imagination.”
“You are not a Wallflower. Do you see?”
We smiled at each other. “I see.”
“Then let’s go!”
Even Blackholes would be in distress
At the spitfire suck-a-thorn that followed
Heaven and Hell had gone to War
Well, it was all Hell.
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