Coming to me
Bird Tiha said
O poet
What are you doing
Here so long and
I answered nothing.
I had no word then
And the bird Tiha gave
Some words that I
missed in the sea
While walking on the wave.
No body was there with me
To help me in my
Searching and I was
Searching nothing
Bird Tiha came to me
all along and said again
Not to worry my dear poet
Lo I am yours.