A Winter Bird, Anna (Luke 2:36-38)

Singing for 60 years
on a naked branch where
nobody can hide,
yearning for the Spring

A woman who
has become a winter bird
when she lost a beloved soul mate
after mere seven years.

Seeing the Seed of Spring
that’s been heard only
through the grapevine,
A winter bird which
is filling up the frigid forest
with its joyous singing,

Why don’t you stop singing now?
So much for your weeping.

Having gone through the harsh winter
would have been enough.
How could you watch the painful process that
the seed rots,
a bud opens and finally
becomes the beautiful Spring?!

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