There
are birds like no other birds
because they are not real.
. . . The bitaba bird.
They
play tag with the earth and stars on wings
of mist and light.
. . . The bitaba bird.
Above
the clouds, their crystal eyes sparkle in
the blue.
. . .
The bitaba bird.
One
appears every 100 years on a black and
storming night.
. . . The bitaba bird.
A
lightening flash, a terrible crash, and a
rock egg splits open. From within come
brand new wings of a brand new thing.
. . . The bitaba bird.
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