The Regent Honey Eater

I stare into the distance, my wings folded back.

I soar, up high in the blue sky, the soft clouds behind me.

Light stretches around me and my feathers are covered in warmth,

I drop back down like a shooting star as I land, but then, I hear a niose.

Thump. Thump. Humans.

The world is swirling and I can't move anymore.

The trees are statues

I see a small yellow dot in the sky and the soft whiteness turns to dark clay.

I feel raindrops on me and I realise that the sky is crying.

The thumping stops and the humans depart with hundreds of our homes,

My tears fall and the wind seems to shout angrily, almost like a tornado

They shout: "They destroyed your home, destroy theirs too!"

But I'm just one bird, what can I do?

The rain pitter-patters on the squelchy grass, as I stare longingly at the now darkening sky.

Night arrives like a big dark blanket covering the world,

Tiny white diamonds appear amongst the blanket and make unique constellations.

The shielding trees that once surrounded me are now gone, like a house with no walls...

Open to the world. 

What will this come to?

When will we fall into nothingness?