I came to the garden
and sat there thinking
maybe a poem would come to me
just then
a crow arrived
cawing and cawing
and completely broke my concentration
I did not even feel like chasing it away
I thought
maybe this crow
will bring me a poem
it hopped a few steps
across the roof
and showed me
a very awkward dance
then it flew away
and landed near the birds
sitting on a branch
of a nearby tree
bumping into them
and making them scatter
just like the poem
that was about to come to me
I still wanted to watch
what the crow would do next
which direction it would fly
whether it would return
whether
like my unfinished poem
it would come back
to the same roof
and dance again
like the thoughts
dancing inside my head
awkward
out of rhythm
but carrying some hope
after a while
the crow flew away too
and right at that moment
this poem came to me
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