The Life of a Bird - Poem

The Life of a Bird

My life has no ledger of gain or loss.

The drop I have today

is the breath I shall live on tomorrow.

I do not store things,

for what is stored becomes a burden.

I let go —

and in letting go, I am free.

Man saves —

for his own comfort.

I borrow —

for another’s peace.

My life may seem a deficit,

yet it holds a wealth unseen — compassion.

I fear not for tomorrow,

for this very moment is my fullness.

-Yozen Balki