Bird and Bird

A bird so small

Lived on a tree so big and tall

On the lowest branch, he had his nest

Of food, he was always in quest

One day when of chores he was free

He thought of exploring the tree

On the highest branch he saw another bird

But his sound he had never heard

With much verve

The second bird he continued to observe

Always calm and composed

He perceived the world with eyes fully closed

He looked so akin

As if he were his twin

With a burning desire to meet

He decided to go up and greet

But to the high branch he was a stranger

And the journey upwards was full of danger

Still he did start

With great hope in his heart

Branch by branch up he did move

His courage he had to prove

As he was just a bough away

In full splendour the second bird lay

Filled with joy and pride

He made the final stride

On top the sun was shining in full glare

But the other bird was not there

Are law and justice one or two?

Those birds give us a cue

Two in the beginning—like father and son

And finally merging into one