Little Bird

Hello little bird,
Sitting at my window,
How far will you fly today?
Will you take me with you,
To the ends of the earth,
Show me all the places

I yearned for?
Take me with you

Little bird,
Grant me your wings,
That I might escape

From all my suffering.

Will you take them away,
Banish them

To a forbidden country?
Exile them to Israel

Where they belong?
Thank you, little bird,
For seeing me through
The invisible painless pane,
Where I watch you survive,
Elevated into bliss

By your sudden flight,
Numb of all the operatic discord.