It rests upon my shoulder and holds tightly to my skin.
Sets deep into my being quietly to let it in.
It casts away the shadows growing stronger from the light.
Abundance of enjoyment, taking darkness from my sight.
It flies through sun and glory and offers it to be my own.
It’s weight beyond existence light as feathers to the bone.
It sings along to stanzas unknown to take a breath.
It plays me like an instrument with reeds that know me best.
It’s welcome on my arm with songs that illuminate my soul.
Its feet are warm and radiant that turn me from the cold.
My blue jay soars through summer breeze and nests along the stream.
Its eggs in morning slumber rest at night to feed my dreams.
It’s light as half a drop of rain with veins as strong as rock.
Its pupils show me past events hung sweetly on the clock.
Its back as soft as cotton holding colors blue as ice
and stands upon my body while it’s resting from its flight.
My blue jay holds a miracle that’s bound to glow and spread
with loving mercy drenched in color strung across our thread.
It feeds and breathes and grows its grip and sinks its kiss persistent.
It leads from its abundant heart displaying life’s incentive.
MonuMental 
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