Amazing bird

In my personal opinion
It was there...
over the second branch of the amla plant,
in my little garden.
Do you know?
It was phoenix,
my bird of amazing strength,
my bird that reads my thought
my bird that remains invisible
and my bird that comes to my sight whenever I want it to be visible.

I offered it the smell of jack fruits and mangoes ,
It neatly inhaled
and sang the song of heaven.

I felt peace everywhere.
It then flied away spreading its gorgeous wings.