I fell <br />But was cushioned <br />From a violent fall, <br />I pressed the triggers <br />But the bird was safely gone. <br />Had the pellet pierced <br />His joyous heart <br />Would I not have killed <br />A portion of my heart? <br />Some days later <br />I saw the bird flutter <br />Sing once again <br />On my window-sill <br />I then joined the bird <br />In his joyous song <br />And with his joy wove <br />For me a silent song.<br /><br />Rajesh Thankappan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-fall-16/
