soft thump
fallen sparrow
across path
startle out of reverie
to-do lists, plans
forgotten
delicate feathers
shades of brown and grey
blood matted
no wound visible
beneath ruffled plumule tuft
thoughts of death
tiny limp body
slightest beat of heart
Hope
carry home
cleanse
quench thirst
wait for healing to begin
quiet chirping
rising to crescendo
robust chords
quavering trill
rehearsing?
perhaps restating – reliving
trauma
that brought it to this place
towel nest
water
bread crumbs
all in order
Day break
minute dependant gone
one diminutive feather
caught on cotton loop
remains
left to ponder
mystery of unexpected guest
little sparrow
across path