My greatest teacher,
yellowbird now soaring free
bright beyond this sun

- still, glimpses of you
gliding by the evergreens
with wings like daylight:

did you sing just now
deep from that further forest?
Songs lauding silence.

Lessons left, exams;
one gold tome - life, yours - too brief
for this fledgling finch.

Swift and far we'd climb
rivers past mountains, skies, stars,
transcending blurred Earth.

Once I sailed like you
- feathers flexed outside of space
whence time shall not fly.

I kept the nest, brave
rain and flames, remembering
your course:  rise with faith.

Yellowbird © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.

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A haiku sequence in memory of my father, RJT, Sr.
Submitted: March 20, 2020