The mind itself can’t enjoy alone br Clamors to share it with others br Words build the bridges over souls br Paper birds with the message cajole br br Eternity, through our minds’ prism, br Reflects into Nature its myriad hues br The sunset offsets its glamour glare br From heart the beautiful poetry flows. br br Though the paper birds now fly bit slow br Messages are soothing as flakes of snow br br *Inspired by Ms. Sandra Fowler’s poem ‘Paper Birds’.br br C. P.