Through the forest I¡¯ve gone, since I was a child

The hums of a bird I heard and encountered
Shy but fascinating, floating away

My curiosity grew for this skillful flyer
Not long would I see him, not long enough to wonder
Yet I wondered and wondered, why won¡¯t he stay?

My grandpa once told me about this little creature
¡°It only seeks the sweetest nectar¡±
It made me think, am I not what it desires?

Grandpa reminded me to not be subdued
For your sweetest nectar is within you
Ever since Grandpa was gone, I somehow met the bird more

I realized it taught me to seek out the good in life
And never did I know 

Beauty speaks, and its voice is a bird